Guest Post: Frustrated in San Diego

I received this email and the photo below from a frustrated friend in San Diego:

Do you still do that blog? This drives me crazy because it's a constant occurrence. How hard is it to put the item in the hamper!?!

Salt & Pepper

I came home from some traveling and went into the kitchen to use the salt and pepper shakers. Looks like someone was using them while making something that needed to be coated in flour:

Just...no.

An Interesting Use For My Magazine

I sat down on the couch to watch some TV (a rare occurrence) and was disgusted at the sight in front of me:

I'm sorry. But was there really not a better place for the roommate's gum?

Gross Sponges

I'm not quite sure what function this sponge served just sitting on the counter, since it obviously wasn't used for wiping up the big coffee spill you can see in the photo. (Also. Gross! Time for a new sponge.)

Those GD Paper Towels

I woke up this morning (just posting this on 1/18 from 12/23) and was greeted by this inside the sink:

My roommate and I seem to have lots of issues with paper towels. Check it out for yourself. What I love about this particular photo, though, is that it showcases his excessive and unnecessary use of SO MANY PAPER TOWELS for who knows what. 

Going..going..gone.

So I left on Saturday for a work trip. And when I got back tonight, I was stopped in my tracks by this site:

When I asked Steve why he didn't throw these out he was all "I didn't even notice them." When I asked how that was humanly possible since he had been ironing his shirts a mere one foot away, he just started laughing. 

You Can Do It- Just Take One Step to the Trashcan

I do this crazy thing where I purchase things we go through in multiples. This way if we run out, all I have to do is pull another one from the cabinet and we're back in business.

I was delighted this morning to see that the husband had taken the time to find the replacement soap (especially given our last problem with soap- evidence here). But really. How hard would it have been to just put that emptier than empty soap container in the trash?

Cereal in the Fridge. Yeah, Sure.

Imagine my surprise when I opened up the fridge this morning and saw an uneaten bowl of (dry) cereal in the fridge.

Here's what I think happened. The husband poured himself a bowl of cereal. Opened the fridge to get some milk. Remembered I had left him 1/2 of a breakfast sandwich leftover from my breakfast date yesterday. Apparently instead of putting the cereal back in the box where it belongs, he just plopped it down in the fridge.

PS- that carmelized onion dip is off the hook crazy good! 

Bathroom Kitchen Soap

I just returned from a week away. Delighted to see the (nasty) sink clear of dishes. And then my eyes naturally scanned down to the bars of USED bathroom soap that the husband brought out from the shower. You know, instead of going to the store and purchasing a new bottle of kitchen hand soap (if there wasn't an extra bottle handy below the sink). 

My Thanskgiving "Help"

We're hosting 10 people for Thanksgiving today. And this is the sight I find at NOON. 

Inventive or Dangerous?

I can't really determine if this is inventive or dangerous. (Ignore our ridiculous old school crappy oven). Actually I can, it's dangerously inventive.

Three Year Old Dirty Laundry...

In July my friend Joann from the Bay Area emailed me this picture:

Joann shared, "I had noticed that we were getting low on towels and I couldn't figure out where they were going. I decided to check the husband's hamper and discovered 3 towels there. He does his own laundry (yeah!) but usually only picks out the most important items to wash, which means that the dirty towels had been sitting in that hamper for months, ignored. While digging around for dirty towels, I discovered this - a garishly ugly T-shirt that our son made for him. He wore it once and promptly threw it in his hamper. In 2011."

Tupper what?

I mean...why bother using the perfectly clean, perfectly capable glass Tupperware we invested in when you can simply plop the pan you used to cook your dinner directly into the fridge?

Smokey the Bear Would not Approve

Sometimes when we cook the smoke detector goes off. The husband read somewhere that if you put a shower cap over the smoke detector, it won't beep.

NOT TRUE!

Get a Room

And by get a room I mean...open the closet door and throw your clothes in the hamper!

We've covered this before.

Let's hope this habit doesn't turn out like the toilet paper and paper towels nonsense we've got going on around here.

PS- But look how neat and organized the top of that bedside table is!

Paper Towels Part Six

I mean...they speak for themselves at this point, right? 

Part One

Part Two
Part Three
Part Four

Part Five

Hand-me-down Food is Not Okay

For as long as I've known Steve, he's been surrounded by people who give him random food that they've made or grown. He has no intention of eating this food most of the time. But he brings it home and shows it off and then just lets it sit. For days. For weeks. Whatever.

This morning, while going through the cabinet looking for something, I came across this poor, sad, lonely baked good thingy.

I'm not eating it.
I know Steve's not eating it.

It's been in there for at least two days.
Just waiting.

Who will throw it out first? Me? Or Steve?

We all know the answer to that.

Before I flung it into the trash, I of course had to photograph it. Why would he save this? What did he think was going to happen to this? At the very least, put this shit in the super small snack size bag you put your oversized onion in, Husband.

Spaghetti Sauce Surprises

Full disclosure: Steve makes the best spaghetti and meatballs around. I love when he makes them. It's a somewhat elaborate meal for him to make that takes up a big chunk of his afternoon and evening to perfect. He cooks with love and it definitely showed.

However...(we all knew that was coming).

After we all sat down to eat. I ran back into the kitchen to grab something and just shook my head and laughed at the sight that greeted me inside the sauce pot. What you can't see here is that the burner was, of course, left on. And if you're wondering what in the world is inside the pan. Well. It's a glass measuring cup of course!

PS- I could think of a few other things that could really help get the rest of that sauce out there easier. And one of them is resting right beside the pot.

Financial Stability Does Not Look Like This...

In an attempt to keep better track of our finances, Steve and I have "committed" to tracking our expenses by keeping our receipts.

A+ for keeping the receipts.

F for showing absolutely no willingness to do anything helpful or useful with them other than give me a daily anxiety attack.

What always happens is I get to a point where I simply cannot take it anymore and organize and track them myself.

PS- Underneath all those receipts is a jury duty summons. I wonder how that one will turn out.

Oatmeal Explosion

I will concede here and say that our microwave isn't in the most desirable location. It's placed on top of the fridge, because listen, counter real estate is sparse in our kitchen.

However.

When you make something like oatmeal every single morning. And you take the bowl out of the microwave and there's remnants of oatmeal around the entire perimeter of your bowl...chances are there's some oatmeal that needs to be cleaned up.

But my husband is very busy in the morning before he leaves for work. So it wouldn't cross his mind to look inside OR to wipe the tray down.

However.

When I go to use it and I can't even get my plate or bowl to stay upright because there's oatmeal leftovers caked onto the tray...yeah...time to clean up your mess.