Recently I’ve shared with you that I had surgery a few weeks ago on my foot and leg due to Plantar Fasciitis. Since my surgery I have had to hand over all of the household duties to my husband and I can’t even tell you how hard it is!
Yesterday my husband was doing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. Every few minutes he would come into the living room and ask where to put certain dishes. But then a lot of the dishes he would put away without asking for my help. The problem with that, is that I can almost guarantee that when I am back on my feet I will not be able to find anything! I’m not talking about just something little out of place like a can opener in the wrong drawer. I’m talking about the fact that there is a good possibility that everything will be rearranged.
See, my husband’s method of cleaning and organizing is TOTALLY different from my method! For example, he decided that the 3 canisters that I have on my counter were taking up to much space. So what did he do? He decided they should be put in one of the cabinets. The cabinet that he put them in is the cabinet where I store mixing bowls and glass Pyrex bowls. (I got a set of those when we got married and I love them.) So with the canisters in that cabinet he then had to find another cabinet where he could store my bowls.
After he rearranged my cabinets I had to remind him that now these canisters (which are not light, even without flour or sugar in them) are now in a cabinet above my head. I’m only about 5’2″ so upper cabinets are a pain! That means that when I need flour, sugar, or corn meal I will need to get the step-stool to make it easier and safer to get the canisters out of the upper cabinet. I can just picture myself covered in flour after trying to lift a heavy canister out of a cabinet that is above my head. My kitchen and I would probably look like a scene from I Love Lucy!
To him, it made sense to rearrange the contents of my cabinets. To me, not so much!
My husband’s way of cleaning is “out of sight, out of mind”. Then he spends two thirds of his time searching for something because he can never remember where he put it at. This has been a battle the whole time that we’ve been married. To him my way of organizing never makes sense.
I’ve come to the conclusion that we are never going to agree 100% on cleaning and organizing of our home. But we do basically have to come to an agreement that our methods of madness are totally different and we have to find a middle ground with this issue.
I have 2 more weeks before I can be back up on my feet and start taking back the reigns of the household duties. I’m not sure I want to though because I’m not going to know where anything is at! I will have to gradually move things back to their rightful spot without him realizing what I’m doing! I don’t want to say much to him right now about his organizing style considering I’m not in a position to just do it myself. I am dependent on him for at least 2 more weeks and you know what they say, “Don’t bit the hand that feeds you!”