Even though my wonderful husband is busy hooking up the water in the kitchen sink as I write this, which will give us running water for drinking, ( good-bye Nimbus jug) and rinsing things, and a receptacle to dispose of water, this here wife will still need hot water to do dishes. I have gotten so used to doing dishes without warm running water, that it doesn't even bother me. It is just a part of my day, like it was back when I did have a proper kitchen.
Due to limited counter space, and only having enough dishes as we need, we need to keep on top of this household chore. Dishes are usually washed twice a day, unless we have a day when we aren't eating as much, or can reuse an already soiled plate, pot or cup.
Unlike the original pioneer women, I get to do my chores in sweatpants instead the traditional pioneer dress.
We have been hauling our water in a large water jug. I figured out soon after we got here that the best place to get hot water is in the shower, so the shower is where we fill our jug. We are now camped closer to the public washrooms, so it's just a quick walk down to get the water, it isn't like we are hauling it uphill both ways or anything.
See? It's not so bad. I do wish I would remember to buy a pot scrubber though.
Since we haven't been able to use our sink to actually hold water, the sink has been where we put the clean dishes to dry once washed, and we wash the dishes in a large Rubbermaid container. I have been dumping the dirty dishwater in the bush behind our campsites, but after tonight, I can quit polluting the campground with our dirty water, and dump it down the sink, where it will find it's way to the sewer. This makes me happy inside. I don't like being a litterbug.
Apparently when I am happy inside, I look like a psychopath outside.
So that is how we wash our dishes. Not that different than anybody else...well unless you have a dishwasher.