Unspoken battles with your other half…

We moved into a new house 2 years ago.

The old crockery drying rack we bought with us doesn’t quite fit on the draining board of the new house’s kitchen sink.

I pull it a couple of cm to the front so it doesn’t wobble (which of course is the only correct position!).

The wife pushes it to the back – no idea why – and it doesn’t quite sit properly and wobbles.

We’ve been pushing it backwards and forwards for two years now – neither of us has said anything, but there have been disapproving glances.

…she’s now bought a plastic sink bowl, which she knows I hate. So we’ll now have years of me taking it out and the wife putting it back! 🙂

I can only see this ending up with a ton of sharp sand and some good thick slabs

Every single **** night before I go to bed, I move the glass that my wife has put on the worktop by the sink further back as she puts it right at the front where it could get knocked off!

We’ve got 2 kids that are 16 and 13 so she knows about this shit. I suppose I could put it in the dishwasher but she hasn’t so why should I!!…..

If any of my stuff is hidden under the guise of ‘tidying’ I only waste a certain amount of time looking for it before basically standing, arms folded until my other half finds what she’s done with it.

My rule – as soon as you move something of someone else’s you accept responsibility for it’s whereabouts. However, this can also be extended to the kids’ stuff – because if they don’t tidy it after the 4th/5th time of asking it will either be on their bed or in the bin depending on mood.

Oh, yes, and dishwasher stacking. My wife often either moans I’m not doing it ‘right’ or starts moving stuff as I’m putting it in. I just turn and walk off. If she’s doing it anyway, there’s no point in duplicating the task.

Shit if I wrote it all down my fingers would be bloody stumps and the hamsters would die from overwork.

You think I’m going to type anything on a compter screen she’s reading whilst feigning watching a film… .

The loaf of sodding bread! I twist the top to keep it fresh, my husband just tucks it under if I’m lucky or it just gets pushed down a bit. It’s an endless battle of me twisting the bread and him just chucking it any such way. Drives me batty!

Toilet rolls.

If any of my stuff is hidden under the guise of ‘tidying’

Don’t get me started on the hidey-tidy.  It is the bane of my existence.

Don’t get me started on the hidey-tidy.

Pure filth! Wash your mouth out with soap

I feel like I’m playing bingo on this thread lol! I’ve got a full house!

@tillydog – that’s surely grounds for divorce?

Thats set me off twitching just looking at it

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There was just way too much to type.  Maybe I need a good divorce lawyer.

That kitchen drawer picture is making me twitch already.

Appears that there’s actually only three of us on STW and the rest are alter-egos, shills or sock puppets.

This thread is quite reassuring. Not so sure about the unspoken part though. Shoes in front of the freezer door when there is a mat for them to go on which doesn’t require me to move said shoes every time I open the freezer. If you’re reading this, well you know what to do!

Thats set me off twitching just looking at it

Me too!!! I have to surreptitiously rearrange them so I can sleep at night.

(Also, it looks like I should have cleaned the cutlery tray before taking the picture…)

Now I know where all my bloody teaspoons have gone!

Jesus do you have a problem and steal them from hotels and restaurants?

Every time I go to the sink the drain ‘catchers’ are removed and left in the sinks, and the washing up bowl with drain has the drain removed and put to one side.
I neatly replace them, where they are useful and can do the job they are there for.

We also have a draining rack issue.

MrsMC doesn’t have full use of her left hand so struggles to tighten and undo bottles and other containers. Never asks for help, just leaves lids loose.

Picking up anything in our house has a ridiculous amount of risk/unnecessary excitement.

Rather than bothering her arse to recharge her toothbrush, she just swaps her toothbrush head onto mine, then cunningly swaps it back when she’s finished brushing.

Lids on jars that are half screwed-on but you don’t find out until the jam jar lands on the tiled kitchen floor.

Anyone else have to put up with this?

Every time I go to the sink the drain ‘catchers’ are removed and left in the sinks, ……I neatly replace them, where they are useful and can do the job they are there for

It really is domestic battle bingo isn’t it!

Anyone else have to put up with this?

Two posts up!

I cam here to post about the drain catchers left upside down next to the drain, and the jars with the lids only half screwed on.
And the magnetic knife rack with everything in random places, some blade up, some blade down. some at 45 degrees.

Coffee mugs – She stacks them 2 high in the cupboard so the ones at the bottom risk chipped edges and the ones balancing on top easily fall over. I thought it was because we had limited kitchen space but when we had an extension and doubled the kitchen storage available she still does it, she just had to buy more mugs to fill the new second shelf.

There are only 2 of us in the house and I use the same coffee mug all day. Surely 30+ mugs sitting on the shelf was enough without needing to double stack them all.

If you open a tub of marg…take the tin foil bit off and put it in the recycling, it’s not needed, how **** hard can this be?

If you decide you don’t want to eat the crust on the loaf of bread and start another loaf, throw the crust in the food bin, don’t just leave it to go mouldy…I don’t really eat bread so it might be a week before I find the rotting bit of bread in the bread bin….

When the milk is delivered put the new milk in the back of the two rows in the fridge and bring the older milk forward…

Sure non on these are hard .

Don’t get me starting on the idea that the dishwater is some sort of anti-gravity chamber…. If you want somethinging to be cleaned it has to be put in in such a way that the water can be sprayed onto the dirty surface….

Oh and don’t decide which is your car and which is mine by driving “yours” until it’s almost out of fuel and then deciding to use “mine”

I could go on….

I love my wife. She’s always beside me.

If you’ve finished a sentence use a full stop.

If your sentence is unfinished use an ellipsis…

Sorry.

Every time I go to the sink the drain ‘catchers’ are removed and left in the sinks, and the washing up bowl with drain has the drain removed and put to one side.

I posted this on the Disproportionally Cross thread ages ago.

“Why do you keep taking the filter traps out of the sink drains?”

“Because stuff keeps getting stuck in them.”

“… What do you suppose they’re there for?”

Dishwasher stacking. We now have an unspoken truce that I will stack it properly, and that if she starts, and I am in the vicinity, she will quietly retreat and allow me my time to excel.

Knife Block! Perfectly serviceable. Accommodates all the sharp knives we have. But no, “the-sharpest-knife-in-the-world”, along with all the other sharp knives, are bundled and hidden in the kitchen utensils drawer, ready to slice open unsuspecting fingers.

I love my wife. She’s always beside me.

Blink if you want us to send help

“Rather than bothering her arse to recharge her toothbrush, she just swaps her toothbrush head onto mine, then cunningly swaps it back when she’s finished brushing.”

Genius.

There are only 2 of us in the house and I use the same coffee mug all day. Surely 30+ mugs sitting on the shelf was enough without needing to double stack them all.

Given your username and reputation, an obvious solution presents itself.  “Oops.”

If you open a tub of marg…take the tin foil bit off and put it in the recycling, it’s not needed, how **** hard can this be?

I don’t think I’ve ever lived with a woman who hasn’t believed that using butter is an exercise in gynaecology.  It’s packaging for shipping for god’s sake, throw it away and you can butter a slice of toast whilst it’s still warm.

And whilst we’re on the subject, stop scraping crumb-laden leftovers from the knife back across the rim of the tub only to never be used again and worked around.

I love my wife. She’s always beside me.

I see what you did there.  That’s not what you told us all on the members-only hidden thread last week.

I don’t think I’ve ever lived with a woman who hasn’t believed that using butter is an exercise in gynaecology.

I can’t believe it’s not batter?

We’ve got a pretty good balance I reckon. She’s the clean one, I’m the tidy one. I don’t hide stuff when I tidy it though, I just dump it all in a mound in her wardrobe. At least she knows where it is!

I was struggling to see what the problem with that cuttlery drawer was, it looks quite well organized… For instance where’s all the other myriad unused kitchen tools that are too numerous and small for a cupboard but regularly prevent the drawer from opening & closing?

Tea towel drawer close to overflowing, with tablecloths we never use.

Mugs stacked two high: check – and the two kids have the same number of plastic beakers.

My wife’s approach to stacking the dishwasher suggests her belief that, when the door closes, each item will be individually cleaned by a troop of tiny sprites and Disney animals wielding little buckets and scrubbing brushes. Probably whilst belting out a jaunty show-tune.

For instance where’s all the other myriad unused kitchen tools that are too numerous and small for a cupboard but regularly prevent the drawer from opening & closing?

They’re in the next drawer down. Total anarchy in there, but it doesn’t bother me. If the drawer won’t close, just jiggle it more or less violently  to settle the contents. 🙂

(Oh, and dishwasher stacking: bowl / plate / bowl / backwards-bowl / plate … FFS!)