When I arrive home the first thing I do is go straight to the kitchen and hang my keys on the key holder. Simple, when I get up in the morning I know where to find my keys.
I confess I’m not the most organized person but I always know where I leave my stuff.
Why do wives have to move your stuff whenever they find it? I noticed my wife doesn’t move her things but when I’m trying to find mines they are nowhere to be found.
You can’t navigate around my nightstand without having to move something to get something else, I know it’s not organized the way she wants it but I know what I have there, my wife, on the other hand, thinks that because it’s full of stuff is disorganized and in order to dust the surface she needs to move everything and put it in the first drawer she can find.
Does that make sense? if the table is full of stuff why does she need to clean the surface? shouldn’t she be cleaning my watches, receipts, wallet, keys, and everything that is on top of the surface she wants to clean?
And then there are my clothes, she thinks putting the shirts by color together is well organized. It may be organized to her but not to me, I no longer know if a shirt I wore more than once needs to go to the laundry. Since she does the laundry I’m going to throw in all the blue shirts at once and tell her that from now on the first week of the month is blue, whether I have worn them or not.
I keep thinking I’m going to move my stuff to some odd place to see if it gets moved to where I really want it to be in the first place, but trying to guess how my wife’s brain actually works has been a challenge. Last week I received a small part I need to replace in my car, I put it on top of the kitchen counter so I wouldn’t forget to change it, days later I remembered about the part which I hadn’t seen and when I looked in the counter it was no longer there, so I started opening all the cabinets looking for the part and I never found it.
How does my wife’s brain work? It’s a mystery, it has been three weeks since I looked for the car part and I couldn’t it. I didn’t want to ask my wife in order to avoid the same argument; she would say, “Why don’t I put everything in its place?”
I’m asking myself where she thinks this part is supposed to be. THE GARAGE OF COURSE! Wrong, two hours later after searching for the part in the garage and not being able to find it I gave up and called my wife.
Honey, have you seen that part I received in the mail and left on the kitchen counter a couple of weeks ago?
My wife’s response was just what I expected…. If you put it where it belongs every time you will find it.
You are right honey, did you put it in the garage?
No, she replied, I put it on top of your drafting table.
