Dishwasher Epiphany

I'm lucky in lots of ways, but one of the ways I'm particularly lucky is that I have a dishwasher in my apartment.

I was unloading it today, picking up the plates three at a time. They're heavy, thick, Fiestaware plates in bright, uniform shades of yellow and deep blue, and I can feel the weight of them in my hands.

That "feeling" lets me treat them with some care, and not accidentally throw them on the ground, or crack them in the dishwasher, and it sounds obvious, but I don't know that I ever paid attention to the weight of plates before now.