To think that the most annoying thing in the world is...

[BOFtastic]

...piles of SODDING coathangers . Or is there anything even worse?

Wasps.

Hello Boffy my love.

At the moment, and for about the past two weeks, it is my dh.

Yes, having done the ironing and there aren't enough sodding coathangers :)

Forks, and to a certain extent knives, turning in to spoons when left unobserved in the cutlery drawer. How else can you explain why I seem to have bloody dozens of spoons but can hardly ever find a fork - yet I must have set off with the same number of each?

Is the natural default setting for cutlery to be a spoon?

See, I can never find the spoons. Or at least the right ones. Most of them are too big, but I have a favourite one, and people dare to use it when they have big enough mouths for the other ones .

DHs are a given, Mintyy. Especially ones with big gobs

DD being so tired all she is doing is whinging, yet she won't go to sleep no matter what I try. Why?!

I appear to have your forks 5foot5 despite only buying a set of 6 forks now have 14 of the buggers...but knives I am down to 3. I just figured knife was the pupae stage for fork and mine were all mature...

Recycling in the wrong boxes (thanks, DH ), and having to re-sort in the pouring rain.

You know those trouser hangers with the squeezy clips. You can get them off and then use then to close things like bags of pasta and frozen sweetcorn. That's quite satisfying.

at the forks and knives. I have disappearing teaspoons. It's definitely the larva stage for a knife.

So household life cycle is
teaspoon to knife to fork to big sppon to wire coathanger then final stage is one sock. So all I have to do is buy teaspoons and wait and then I can complete my sock collection.

meddie

Meddie, you obviously haven't studied the lifecycle of socks. Despite all looking virtually identical as teaspoons, by the time they reach the sock stage they are all completely unique. Your plan will only fail. (I have worked this out as I also have huge numbers of odd socks for which pairs are never found).

The Tupperware cupboard beats the coat hangers hands down.

I think you might be onto something there, Vivipru...

Yep, the tupperware cupboard is the fifth circle of hell

Oh yes at that. In our house, lids seem to turn into boxes and boxes into lids, none of which match!

In our house single socks cannot risk being binned. Because, if left long enough, they eventually hit the final stage of evolution and turn into random bits of paper, also too important to bin, which have no visible home or place to live except in a pile on the kitchen counter, where they helpfully hide the bits of paper you actually NEED (like the consent form for DC's next school trip)

Oh yes, the Tupperware cupboard has it. Despite having 50,000 lids and 50,000 tubs, you will never ever find a matching pair!

YANBU Bof. They take up so much space when empty and such an awkward shape. I especially hate wire ones or giant men's suit ones!

Great tip Merry - I'll be using that one.

I am very laid back about single socks. Just shove them right to the back of the drawer. One day their twin will turn up and you will have a little frisson of excitement when you reuinte them and put them on.

Tupperware cupboard requires constant vigilance and pro-active input. Tis awful, agreed.

I would like to challenge the coathanger* issue.

I would like to propose that an equally annoying thing - if not more so - is the forming of a small hole in the toe of one's tights.

The toe - usually the big bastard - then proceeds to make its bid for freedom out of this hole, only to discover that the orifice is not big enough. The toe becomes strangulated increasingly as one walks down the street. It is fecking agony and one cannot whip off boots in the middle of the pavement to readjust.

I had a big toe that ended up looking like a smallish butternut squash due to this unfortunate chain of events.

I would happily settle down for the night atop a pile of coathangers, in preference to garrotting of the toe.

*pronounced Katanga

I spent a very happy hour sorting out my Tupperware cupboard last week and threw away everything which had no lid or no base!
Then I put all the lids on the boxes and stacked them. It takes up a bit more room but is so much easier to find stuff now.
Then I remembered I am actually only 33 and had a Chinese and a bottle of wine and went back to normal.
It still makes me sigh with happiness now tho every time I open the 'cupboard of dread'.
Coat hangers are evil evil bastards!

Talc...!

It's somebody telling you that you look awful, when you feel awful [mad]