Post by tacosforlife on Dec 29, 2015 10:31:18 GMT -5
aka End of Year Marital Grumbles
About a month ago, I reorganized our refrigerator. I threw all the expired shit out and found a place for EVERYTHING. In that month, I have done a great job of monitoring leftovers so that nasty stuff doesn't pile up. Our fridge is a testament to the power of organization.
In the last week or so, I keep finding mustards out of place. When H uses a mustard, he just puts it any old place it will fit. WE HAVE A MUSTARD SECTION, YOU JERKFACE. YOU KNOW, THAT SECTION OF THE REFRIGERATOR WHERE ALLLLLLLLL THE MUSTARDS ARE. WHY WOULD YOU PUT A MUSTARD BY THE HALF AND HALF AND NOT BY ALLLLLLLLL THE OTHER MUSTARDS?!
H has a thing for mustard. I'm trying to think of what types we have. I know yellow, deli, Dijon, and stone ground for sure. I feel like there is at least one other kind I am forgetting. Possibly a honey mustard and/or a horseradish mustard. I also throw the mayonnaise in the mustard section because there is room and it logically works there. But I would move the mayo if we got more mustards.
The problem when you put the mustards all over the place is that when you check the fridge before a grocery trip, you only see three mustards and think you need another mustard when you actually already have that mustard. THERE ARE RULES HERE, PEOPLE! THIS ISN'T NAM!
If it works for you, let me know. I have my own filing over this coming up.
I've recently reorganized our fridge and pantry. I have one drawer in the pantry where all the canned goods go. They all get lined up so I can look in and see how many cans are in the black bean row, for example. Or how many are in the diced tomato row. When DH puts away the groceries he just put cans in there. So my rows are all crooked and there are beans with tomatoes and olives with soup. It's chaos!
If it works for you, let me know. I have my own filing over this coming up.
I've recently reorganized our fridge and pantry. I have one drawer in the pantry where all the canned goods go. They all get lined up so I can look in and see how many cans are in the black bean row, for example. Or how many are in the diced tomato row. When DH puts away the groceries he just put cans in there. So my rows are all crooked and there are beans with tomatoes and olives with soup. It's chaos!
I try to not let H put the groceries away, period. I always just sort of take over. It's not that his way is WRONG, it's just that...well, yeah, it's wrong.
I would seriously start labeling parts of the fridge, because I would resent the hell out of someone fucking with my system.
(Although my own fridge currently needs help.)
My sister did this to our fridge in high school when she had to clean it out one to many times. Every shelf and section got labeled. She comes by the habit naturally though -- my dad labeled every light switch when we moved into that house.
Post by onomatopoeia on Dec 29, 2015 10:57:06 GMT -5
My DH does this with our pantry. Everything has a place, so WHY ARE YOU PUTTING THE PASTA SAUCE BY THE RITZ CRACKERS??? I can never find anything. The I end up with 4 bottles of spicey mustard because I think we're out. No, it's just shoved behind the microwave popcorn.
Post by tacosforlife on Dec 29, 2015 10:57:39 GMT -5
Don't even get me started on the time when, one week after I organized our disaster of a linen closet, HE PUT THE DUSTING SPRAY ON THE WRONG SHELF! IT GOES NEXT TO ALL THE OTHER CLEANING SUPPLIES! I think I spent half an hour muttering to myself that this was not worth ending the marriage over.
Post by redheadbaker on Dec 29, 2015 10:58:49 GMT -5
I shopped the after-Christmas sales on Saturday. FI is always bitching that he needs more clothes but doesn't have the money. So, I went into Primark, and picked out a pair of jeans and three t-shirts. He liked exactly ONE t-shirt.
I put the other clothes in the Primark bag with the receipt and set it aside to return next weekend, since we were busy Sunday. Primark does not do returns or exchanges without a receipt.
I come home from work today, and the clothes are on my dresser, out of the bag, no receipt. He "cleaned up," didn't see the receipt, and used the bag for trash. And blamed me for the lost receipt because I should have put the clothes away. Who the fuck puts away clothes they are going to return??
Don't even get me started on the time when, one week after I organized our disaster of a linen closet, HE PUT THE DUSTING SPRAY ON THE WRONG SHELF! IT GOES NEXT TO ALL THE OTHER CLEANING SUPPLIES! I think I spent half an hour muttering to myself that this was not worth ending the marriage over.
tacosforlife my grandmother made H mustard as a Christmas gift, from a recipe card from my great grandmother. We currently have 8 jars of home made spicy sweet mustard in our refrigerator. Shit is GOOOOOOOD. H is making pretzels this weekend to dip into the mustard.
tacosforlife my grandmother made H mustard as a Christmas gift, from a recipe card from my great grandmother. We currently have 8 jars of home made spicy sweet mustard in our refrigerator. Shit is GOOOOOOOD. H is making pretzels this weekend to dip into the mustard.
H really wants to learn to make pretzels. We got pretzels from this awesome little shop in DC all the time. They have a caramel mustard that is just amazing.
In HS, I worked for a couple years at McAlister's deli and we were allowed to eat the crackers for free, within reason. I used to eat crackers and spicy brown mustard for my entire shift. OMG. Mustard.
Sometimes I bake chicken thighs just to be a vehicle for my mustard.
tacosforlife my grandmother made H mustard as a Christmas gift, from a recipe card from my great grandmother. We currently have 8 jars of home made spicy sweet mustard in our refrigerator. Shit is GOOOOOOOD. H is making pretzels this weekend to dip into the mustard.
H really wants to learn to make pretzels. We got pretzels from this awesome little shop in DC all the time. They have a caramel mustard that is just amazing.
caramel mustard, you say?
It took H a couple of tries to figure out pretzle success, but OMFG they're so goooooood. They also make great "buns" for sam'iches.
see.. *I'm* the one who fucks up the filing systems in our house.. DH would love this post.
Ditto. I clean it out and stuff, but I just throw all condiments together, I don't organize them by type. I too would mess up someone else's system.
Oh, but my parents do have some expired condiments. I think it's easy to not use it when it's only 2 people in the house - and I wouldn't think to check the label if you went from 5 people and rapid condiment use to 2 people and slow condiment use.
H really wants to learn to make pretzels. We got pretzels from this awesome little shop in DC all the time. They have a caramel mustard that is just amazing.
caramel mustard, you say?
It took H a couple of tries to figure out pretzle success, but OMFG they're so goooooood. They also make great "buns" for sam'iches.
Obviously. A lot of restaurants in this area serve burgers or other sammiches on Miller Baking Company pretzel buns. Because why wouldn't you?
DH loves mustard but never finishes off a bottle so after the summer where I threw out seven used bottles of mustard (along with millions of other bottles of half eaten crap) he's only allowed four open bottles at a time and if he can't put a new one in the fridge without finishing one off. Every time he asks me to pick up a bottle of [blank] mustard at the store I make him prove he doesn't already have three bottles of of the same thing hidden in corners all over the fridge.
Post by tacosforlife on Dec 29, 2015 14:12:57 GMT -5
What is driving me crazy is that rather than pick a fight over mustard, I have simply returned the mustard to the mustard section several times in the last week. H then uses mustard and puts it somewhere else. HOW DO YOU THINK THE MUSTARDS ARE ALL WINDING UP IN ONE SPOT? DO YOU THINK THEY GO ALL TOY STORY WHEN YOU CLOSE THE DOOR AND JUMP AROUND THE REFRIGERATOR? COME ON, ASSHOLE.
What is driving me crazy is that rather than pick a fight over mustard, I have simply returned the mustard to the mustard section several times in the last week. H then uses mustard and puts it somewhere else. HOW DO YOU THINK THE MUSTARDS ARE ALL WINDING UP IN ONE SPOT? DO YOU THINK THEY GO ALL TOY STORY WHEN YOU CLOSE THE DOOR AND JUMP AROUND THE REFRIGERATOR? COME ON, ASSHOLE.
Mustard fairy. Close cousin to the toothpaste fairy. The toothpaste fairy comes along now and then and rolls up H's toothpaste tube so that all the toothpaste is at the top of the tube and the bottom of the tube is rolled up neatly. One morning, H actually bounced through the house shouting, "SHE CAME! SHE CAME! THE TOOTHPASTE FAIRY CAME!" after a long absence of tube neatening.