Grated Cheese

Someone used the cheese grater and sprinkled some all over the counter- last night. This is what greeted me when I woke up this morning:


PS- Leftover squash on the counter too. Although that could be blamed on the twin, not the husband.

A Week in the Life of My Husband's Bedside Table

Monday:


Wednesday:


After I clean on Friday:


This will undoubtedly set off the argument that I "hide" his things and put them where he can never find them.

Office Clutter, Oh My!

From Joann in The Valley: When I am sitting at my desk in my home office, which I do 8-10 hours a day, this is my view:

Not captured in this picture is the third monitor, on the shelf to the right. Because two monitors aren't enough!

Also, a half-finished robot in the corner of my office:


And finally, a phone number on a post-it note he got almost a year ago. (For a fellow parent. It's not like he's picking up chicks or anything.) Still sitting on his desk. I don't think he ever called:

I Cook, You Clean

My husband and I have this agreement. If one of us cooks dinner, the other person has to do dishes. A lot of the time this doesn't really work out for me as I end up cleaning up after my husband cleans up. This is a tiny example of what I found in the kitchen this morning after he did the dishes last night:



PS- it's salsa from the quesadillas I made for dinner.

Napkin Explosion

I can only assume what went on here. And I think it's a little something like this. Napkin holder was low. Very full stash of napkins was around. A small amount of napkins came out. And with it came a lot more napkins that were not intended to come along for the ride. Husband places napkins in holder (good!) and leaves the other napkins scattered about (bad!) right in front of the proper home for extra napkins.

Hand me a Knife

From Joan in Chicago: I asked my husband to hand me a knife, when the drawer proved to be holding no knives, he went to the dishwasher to find one. Leaving the drawer open.


Then, notice, he leaves the dishwasher open as well.


He did find a knife though, that should count for something, right?

Pajamas

From Karen in Burbank: Here we see child's pajama bottoms directly under the laundry basket. I would venture to say this is less than one arms length at most. This is where husband puts baby clothes every single time.

Cell Phone Charger

From Joan in Chicago: The drawer where the charger belongs is RIGHT THERE, just underneath it. I suppose it was stuck.

Sneakers, Slippers & Flip Flops, oh my!

Apparently it is too hard to turn around, walk five steps and put all of these away in the closet.

Out of Sight?

From Joann in The Valley: My husband does make efforts to put things away occasionally. He likes to put things up high, because I am short, so he thinks it will be out of sight. I think he doesn't realize that just because I can't reach it doesn't mean I can't see it. This is in my office (the view if I look up from my desk):


This is in the bathroom:

Toothpaste, etc.

From Michelle in San Francisco with the message "I trump you!"

Pot Lids

From Joann in The Valley: My husband kindly cleans up after I make dinner. I think the pot lids have some power of invisibility in his presence, though. Everything manages to make it to the dishwasher or cabinet except for the lids.

Tissues

I went to grab a tissue yesterday, but of course, as annoyingly predictable, there wasn't an f'n tissue in there. I mean, of course my roommate couldn't replace the box. I get that's asking too much. But you really couldn't throw the empty box out either?

Happy St. Patrick's Day Anniversary Husband/Roommate

Yes, this blog is dedicated to all the weird and random things my husband does that make him an interesting choice as a roommate. But today, on the day of our 4th wedding anniversary, I myself will refrain from adding photographic evidence. (Don't worry, I did of course snap not one, but two pictures, that I'll be happy to share tomorrow!)

Instead, I'll just say that despite all of these quirks and unorganized, confusing habits he has, I love him because of them and so much more!

Happy St. Patrick's Day too.

Receipts

From Joann in The Valley: He's carved out a little corner by the bedroom TV to squirrel away receipts. I can't get too mad, because this top one is for when he bought groceries to make me breakfast on Valentine's Day. I'm not sure why he's saving it, though. The receipt just below it is from a Vancouver Starbucks. Souvenir, perhaps?

Banana Bread

From Joan in Chicago: My husband cuts the banana bread and rewraps it, which is a good thing. But notice the knife. Does he not think that it will get all crusty on the top? Can he not bear to get a new one when he has to cut a new piece? Honestly, ever thought of wiping it off at least?

Dishes

From Amy in Maryland: Dirty plate and fork sitting above an empty dishwasher.

Toilet Paper

From Karen in Burbank, CA: The thing that really gets to me with this one- is that he can't even put the roll on the holder when he is SITTING there doing man-business. Is putting the roll on the holder going to break your concentration????

Paper Towels

We were doing so well today. I mean, it's nearly 3pm where I live and I only just now discovered the photographic evidence. I went to grab a paper towel from the kitchen when I was greeted with this:

Dog Food

I love going to feed our dog, Clancy, only to find that there's nowhere near enough food left in his food container to satisfy his one-cup appetite. Come on husband, refill the freaking container when it's that low!

Toothpaste

Although the distance from the tube of toothpaste to the drawer is less than 10" apart, my husband can never seem to put this away. Ever.

Leftover Pizza

This greeted me when I opened up the fridge this morning.


This greeted me when I opened up the box.