Stupidest thing you've lost your shit over? Mine is spoons.

[IncompleteSenten]

Just now gone to get breakfast (I know it's quarter past 2, I was busy) and the ice cream sundae spoons and the serving spoons are in the same section of the cutlery tray as the table spoons. I had a mini tantrum to myself because this happens every. single. bloody. time. I put the spoons away properly - teaspoons in one section, tablespoons in one section, ice cream spoons in one section, serving spoons in ... you get the picture.
Yet whenever anyone else unloads the dishwasher, what do I later open the kitchen drawer to see?
Huge pile of assorted spoons in the tablespoon section.
If you can out trivial-shit me, I'll be surprised.

To save you all some time :D :D
Is this all I have to worry about?
No. I'm also deeply concerned about the beans being in the peas row of my tin cupboard and the loo roll getting hung 'over' instead of the right way, which is under.

Why don't I just do it myself if it bothers me so much?
Fuck off. :D there are 4 adults in this house and 3 of them are doing shit WRONG and I'm not rewarding them by turning into the housework fairy.

My husband got diagnosed with stage 4 bowel cancer and I was like “wow going to really appreciate life, not sweat the small stuff, etc etc”. Guess who still gets pissed off about spoons! It’s life!

You're not supposed to put a soup spoon in your mouth. You're meant to scoop the soup into it pushing it away from you then shrink it from the side. Yeah, I don't know how that works for chunky soups.

This has reminded me I used to have a set of grapefruit spoons that I haven't seen in years.

At least your cutlery is in your house. I have three teenagers and despite buying 12 very recently and banning the herd from taking them to school, (I bought them disposable bamboo ones for that), suddenly once again, WE HAVE ONE FUCKING FORK LEFT IN THE BLOODY HOUSE!
*Packet of bamboo forks unopened on bench above cutlery draw.
🤯💣💥🌋🧨🌋💣🤯

On the other hand, I just remembered that a poster on here introduced me to the concept of her "magical uterus" when asked ridiculous questions that he is perfectly capable of knowing the answer to. I did manage to hiss "oh, I guess only I can know that information because I have a magic uterus" a couple of weeks ago when DH asked me repeatedly where and when DS' football match was.... he's on the same bloody WhatsApp group as me.

I'm 90% sure he heard me. Also 90% sure he decided to take the sensible approach of not saying anything, and going to find the details himself!

DH is absolutely CONVINCED that our cleaners have a secret fork fetish. He thinks it's perfectly reasonable that they are taking forks, and only forks. The irrationality of that is mind blowing to me.

If I have to be the only one to ever remember that bedding needs changing, when I am NOT in fact, the person we have agreed is in charge of bedding... well, let's just say I've considered divorce. I've also passive aggressively changed the bedding late at night to make a point (totally screwing myself in the process, obviously).

Wet on the dry side of the sink.
Wet towels folded & hung(ish) up. Folded!

I really am a saint, living with this depravity.

Tesco moved their products around. Again. It made me cry with frustration. I couldn't be out for long. I had a list - numbered no less so I could be efficient.
I guess I was a little on edge that day, but really...supermarket shopping shouldn't be so hard.
To counterbalance things, I was in and out of Aldi with my 5 bits within 5 mins. Self checkout.

This thread has made me feel so normal, thank you. Oh and I'm going out shopping later for fruit spoons.

I'm with you on the cutlery drawer. My dh is a nightmare with it. He also puts things away in random cupboards which drives me a little mad.

But loo roll hung under!? No no NO @IncompleteSenten I have to rehang it every time dh does that and he just doesn't understand how his, and your way it seems, is wrong!

You have a Magic Spoon!

It's the one on the end with a corner - mine came from my grandparents' home after grandad died in 1984 and is magic, as all food tastes better when this perfectly weighted, ideally sized, infused with love and gentleness, tool is used. No other wooden spoon compares and I might have lost my shit once when I thought DP had chucked it out in favour of some plastic or wibbly, pan scratching metal monstrosity (or hidden it after leaving it immersed in skanky sink slurry for a week after he'd already been on the receiving end of my wrath fir doing exactly that).

Treasure that spoon - modern versions are just too big, too light, too scratchy to the touch and just Not Magic.

Just today the car seat with my baby (5month old) in it got stuck on the isofix in the car because a strap was stuck under it. So I just had to lift my baby out from the car rather than take him inside in his car seat. He wasn't even sleeping.

I. Absolutely. Lost. My. Shit

Sweating. Swearing. Livid

UNDER?????

You are supposed to sip it from the spoon, not shovel it in, and scoop towards the far side of the bowl away from you so that you don't shovel it into your lap.

However, most people seem to put the entire bowl of the spoon in their gob these days, except the 'old school' who lay the table with all manner of cutlery and start from the outside, working in with each course. They would still sip carefully and never shovel it in.

@Illbefinejustbloodyfine you referencing me?

The strap I'm referring to is the wee flappy one at the bottom that tightens the shoulder straps.

The tassels thing has reminded me of the time my mum completely lost her shit because someone had put the bananas in the fruit bowl upside down.

I had not been, until that time, aware that there was an 'upside down' for bananas. But apparently they should never....never go in the fruit bowl cupped upwards but instead lie on the top of the other fruit, sort of cuddling the apples.

But now I live alone and my fruit bowl is anarchy, I tell you, anarchy!

Teenage sons...... using half a toilet roll at a time and leaving the toilet blocked 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤢🤢 walking past stuff on the stairs..... frequently. Leaving the lights on when they leave the room 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 i could go on but would be here all day!!!! Oh and dropping shoes/coats/bags everywhere then panicking the next time they need them 🤔🤔

DP making peanut butter toast and putting the knife to rest on the bread board, so the board needs a proper clean instead of just sweeping the crumbs into the bin. As in the only one who does either of those things… And if I call him up on it he instantly moves it to the counter to get peanut butter on that. But he’s literally got a PLATE or the SINK or the DISHWASHER (not that he puts anything in the dishwasher when he can put it on the furthest side of the kitchen from said appliance) or the JAR so WHY?!

See also making herbal tea with stupid individually wrapped teabags and leaving the little paper wrapper out for the recycling fairy. Ditto his anti-snoring nose strip wrappers which apparently are better decorating the floor than in the bin, and the strips themselves get stuck on his bedpost in the morning even as he gets up and walks past the bedroom bin to the bathroom, with its bin. See also tumble drier fluff, which he thinks is best placed on the windowsill directly above the utility room bin.

It is the purest fuckery.

Re: the knife on the board...Same with my DH

The cutlery drawer!!!
Yes!
It is arranged so neatly, but the reason for the neat arrangement is obviously given zero notice by one particular family member, who blithely tosses cutlery in, willy nilly, whenever she empties the dishwasher.

Same offender couldn't load a dishwasher efficiently to save her life either.

I brace myself mentally for her visits and quietly rearrange the kitchen properly after she's left it upside down and inside out.

It's nice of her to try to help, but...

Serving spoons and table spoons are the same thing aren't they? The massive ones. The next size up from teaspoons are dessert spoons.
*misses point of thread

We recently cleared out dd2's shittip bedroom. Bear in mind dd2 recently turned 20. Down the back of her bed dh found FOURTEEN forks!

I have grapefruit spoons! Not yours though. They were a wedding present.

I also have a specific grapefruit knife that has a wicked serrated blade that is curved so you can easily follow the curve of the grapefruit.

But to answer the OP. Tupperware lids. I lost my shit over that. Can't seem to keep any boxes with their lids for more than a week. Other people pinching the boxes or washing things up separately and the two never meeting again...

All of this, all of it!

This will be why I crack, and people across the country will hear it when I go!

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