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I think I’m like a few folk on here; liking stuff around the house, especially the kitchen, to be ordered and put away properly. Loading the dishwasher is a great example of knowing how everything best fits and not being able to relax if it’s ‘wrong’.
But do you have something little that you let go unordered or do differently each time? Just for the little thrill of it not being the same? Is it slightly petty to see if anyone else in the house notices?
For me it’s this cutlery hanger. Double-sided but I love to have mismatching sides and, when presented with a completely clear side to load from the dishwasher, will just do the 4 items in any order I fancy - crazy eh?
Time to confess your little moments of disordered chaos…
Cutlery hanger - now there's a thing I never knew existed!! 🤣
How very orderly! 😀
I would like for my house to be orderly. It's not, it's an utter tip. Mainly cause no one in the house (myself included) seems capable of putting anything away properly or to do any amount of cleaning and tidying. We also buy too much crap.
I have a Land Cruiser
Oh man, this one time, I didn't line my valves up to the tyre logo.
Whoa, that was a crazy 5 minutes.
I live alone. And I do not hang my knives and forks out to dry.
I'm not very good with routine, so I prefer to things differently all the time.
Put the left Knee Pad on first. Spent the whole ride convinced I'd angered the riding gods and would be banished to the local hospital via a handy hedge.
Never again.
My house is not orderly. All the horizontal surfaces are well used for ad-hoc storage.... but that's not planned. Eg I built a timber window seat with integral cat bed, a slot for unsorted incoming shopping, foam covers and topped with cushions. Nice. Now it looks like a combination of a builders merchant yard, garden centre, work filing dump, hazardous chemical store and some bike stuff because it's near the back door. I can just see one cushion poking out from under the crap. No chance of actually sitting on it.
I would like to let a bit of order into my life.
The fact that OP thinks what he does is so normal that everyone else does it too is quite telling I think 😉
The whole house, but not the garage.
Leave the toilet seat up. Everyone needs a little danger and anarchy in their life.
Not stopping for the security guard when something in my shopping sets off the alarm on the way out.
I'm either totally in order or a complete ****ing mess, no in between!
I'd love a properly organised garage/work bench, but every time I tidy it it just ends a shit tip again. Can't bloody find anything!
My shed was my oasis of calm when the kids were younger. Only place in the house not festooned with the detritus of two young hooligans. And it was where the beer was kept. Now they've left, other than having to vacuum the downstairs at least once every day because of the worlds sheddiest retriever, the house is at a tidy level that is within both our tolerances.
Still when we're expecting visitors, we still attempt to go full show-home. I have no idea why this is.
Also sometimes I'll use a cr@ppy old allen key that turned up with some flat pack furniture for some bike related maintenance. I can feel the Wera set glaring on reproachfully 🙂
I once saw a sticker on a lamp post for the Federation of Anarchists, which made me smile. Imagine being the poor sod who's got to try and run the AGM...
Not as funny as the narcoleptics meeting. They had to have two members taking the minutes because one would always fall asleep. Possibly the funniest (and saddest) thing I have ever seen on TV. To be fair the sufferers were more than comfortable with the obvious humour, despite it being an awful condition. Nap Attack is on YouTube.
Cutlery hanger - now there's a thing I never knew existed!! 🤣
How very orderly! 😀
It's like an EDC for the kitchen. The good shit is in a drawer and is properly sorted - I'm not a complete pervert!
the grout between the tiles and the worktop needs a bit of attention
I know...20 year old kitchen that I should care about more.
The fact that OP thinks what he does is so normal that everyone else does it too is quite telling I think
I'm the most normal person I know - everyone else is really weird. That's a cold hard fact I'm afraid 😉
It's like an EDC for the kitchen. The good shit is in a drawer and is properly sorted - I'm not a complete pervert!
This thread will make you twitch! Plenty of kitchen drawer action!... 😀
https://singletrackmag.com/forum/off-topic/unspoken-battles-with-your-other-half/
I don't want to wee on your anarchist chips but, surely that cutlery hanger is perfectly ordered? Whichever way around you turn it, the tools are ordered the same (L-R) knife, fork, dessert spoon, tea spoon.
Sometimes when the other half goes away, I'll send her a picture of the lounge, into which I've photoshopped my mtb/motorbike.
Once or twice, it's not been photoshopped! 😳 (The mtb at least)
I don't want to wee on your anarchist chips but, surely that cutlery hanger is perfectly ordered? Whichever way around you turn it, the tools are ordered the same (L-R) knife, fork, dessert spoon, tea spoon.
I know! After I posted it I realised. My chips are really soggy with well-ordered non-anarchy piss. I am ashamed and this whole thread is a sham.
I sometimes pop to the bins in just my socks! When I feel really daring, I leave the front door open and hope the wind doesnt blow it shut and lock me out*. Yep, I live on the edge 😉
* Locked out means going around the back to the key box.
Sometimes...
When I want to feel like a real bad boy...
I do sock, shoe, sock, shoe rather than the normal sock, sock, shoe, shoe.
OMG I feel like a total psychopath but sometimes you must let the animal inside out.
There I have confessed.
Holidays.
Some people can plan trips months or years in advance.
I've finally beaten (metaphorically) my OH into submission and last year we got on a plane to Italy with nothing but 2 nights in an apartment and a return flight 10 days later about 400miles away booked. We spent more time in the places we liked, were never late for a train because we hadn't booked them, stayed late in tourist spots after the crowds had gone because we had no plans for later (and knew when the local bus was not the daytrip coach), and generally had a great if slightly chaotic time.
There was one 2 hour blip in the whole trip where I got off the train somewhere I thought we should go, and ended up wandering around for an hour then waiting for the next train.
I once saw a sticker on a lamp post for the Federation of Anarchists, which made me smile. Imagine being the poor sod who's got to try and run the AGM...
I used to be in an anarchist group many moons ago. You'd be stunned (or possibly not) how organised and hierarchical it all was.
I grab the bally and go for a blap on the e bike🥷 bwaarp whiirr
My kitchen table looks like an explosion at Office Depot. Actually, so does the desk in my work room, but with more screens.
At least my bathroom only looks like someone turbocharged a tumble dryer and then opened the door.
Not stopping for the security guard when something in my shopping sets off the alarm on the way out.
I've always wondered what would happen if they tried to stop you or check your bags and you refused. They don't have any actual powers beyond an official-looking jumper, do they?
Some people can plan trips months or years in advance.
I've finally beaten (metaphorically) my OH into submission and last year we got on a plane to Italy with nothing but 2 nights in an apartment and a return flight 10 days later about 400miles away booked.
This was my ex. We couldn't go anywhere without her not just having a Plan B but a Plan Most Of The Alphabet. After she left me I took myself off to the USA with almost nothing planned, deliberately, and it was liberating. I was literally sat in the airport car park with Google Maps going "right, where shall I go today?"
Of the two things I had actually planned, both went wrong. I had tickets for the Foo Fighters, the gig was cancelled; and I was planning on meeting an old friend and taking her to the nearby Six Flags theme park, on the day were going to go the weather turned absolutely biblical and they closed the park.
Planning is wholly overrated. 😁
OK, as I think we're all in a safe space, sometimes [looks aghast, shuffles nervously], just sometimes, I, erm, start to shave on the left-hand side of my face. In my defence, in the privacy of my own home, I sometimes feel like being edgy. Now I feel like a deviant...
#prayfordoor
Not stopping for the security guard when something in my shopping sets off the alarm on the way out.
I've always wondered what would happen if they tried to stop you or check your bags and you refused. They don't have any actual powers beyond an official-looking jumper, do they?
I can answer this - I've left the supermarket with tags still on bottles many times (because the staff have not removed them at the checkout, not because im a thief) ive never stopped for an alarm, just kept walking - and ive never once been stopped by a security guard.
I made a sandwich this morning and while spreading I noticed the bread was upside down (ie with the top crust on the side closest to me).
I considered turning it around... and didn't.
I do sock, shoe, sock, shoe rather than the normal sock, sock, shoe, shoe.
Aaargh you maniac! It's making me twitch just thinking about it.
I made a sandwich this morning and while spreading I noticed the bread was upside down (ie with the top crust on the side closest to me).
I considered turning it around... and didn't.
Did the slices align when made into a sandwich though!? This is the only way to prepare a sandwich properly... 😀
My clothes.
I have a lovely wardrobe all to myself. But what I actually store all my clothes in, is a laundry basket next to my wardrobe. Once a month (maybe) I'll get my arse in gear, fold stuff, hang stuff.... but as soon as the next load of laundry is washed and dried, it all goes in the (clean) laundry basket next to my wardrobe.
Yet some things have a "place" and I will lose my sh1t if (some) things aren't where they should be. Cutlery drawer - knife fork spoon. That order.
Not sure if this should be here or in the 'unspoken battles thread'....
My wife turns the volume to even numbers, so I started only using prime numbers, a bit of a gap between 7-11 and 13-17 but otherwise it works surprisingly well. 😀
OK, as I think we're all in a safe space, sometimes [looks aghast, shuffles nervously], just sometimes, I, erm, start to shave on the left-hand side of my face. In my defence, in the privacy of my own home, I sometimes feel like being edgy. Now I feel like a deviant...
Interesting. I've done this all my life, but I'm left-handed.
I can answer this - I've left the supermarket with tags still on bottles many times (because the staff have not removed them at the checkout, not because im a thief) ive never stopped for an alarm, just kept walking - and ive never once been stopped by a security guard.
I wasn't musing as to whether they would - I'd usually turn back just to be nice but I too have walked out thinking "well, this is clearly a 'you' problem" depending on how ornery I was feeling at a particular moment - rather, I was asking whether they could.
The shoe sock shoe sock thing. Do you carry your socks to the door? Or do you tread a streets worth dog shit and friday night vomit back to the dressing room while you go and put the next sock on?
Sorry, "dressing room"? Where do you live, Balmoral?
I have two kids and a job where I’m surrounded by egotistical morons who want things, but don’t really have the intelligence to articulate exactly what those things are. I’m full to bursting with all the anarchy I can take.
a job where I’m surrounded by egotistical morons who want things, but don’t really have the intelligence to articulate exactly what those things are.
Welcome to the world of Technical Support.
Once changed our toothpaste brand to Waitrose own.
Odd socks. I love wearing odd socks.
We currently can’t shut the living room door because the network cable I pulled in for OH to have fast internet in the office (spare room) is in the way.
Younger me would absolutely have to route the cable as neatly as possible and would be annoyed by its visibility. Current me got bored doing what was my old job and left it slung around the living room to the router in a chaotic manner.
Dunno about anarchy, the nearest I’ll get is actually tidy the place up and vacuum the floor. Although it seems I’m not alone in being a complete slob these days. Once upon a time, I used to put my books, albums and CD’s in alphabetical order, until I ran out of shelf space, and the overflow started to migrate to the floor or any flat, stable surface.
Living alone has tended to encourage my descent into slovenliness; I’ve not got anyone to give me ‘those’ sort of looks to encourage me to get off my sorry ass to help tidy my mess up.
Wore a t-shirt inside out so the writing on it couldn't be read. Considering doing this more often. Starting with wearing socks inside out...
into which I've photoshopped my mtb/motorbike.
Living-room of a chap i used to cycle with(on RetroBike)
Decided one day he'd do donuts in it.
OK, as I think we're all in a safe space, sometimes [looks aghast, shuffles nervously], just sometimes, I, erm, start to shave on the left-hand side of my face. In my defence, in the privacy of my own home, I sometimes feel like being edgy. Now I feel like a deviant...
Interesting. I've done this all my life, but I'm left-handed.
I start in different places depending on what I feel like on the day.
Most people on STW have ADHD. That's why they're on here during the day instead of working. That's why almost everyone is saying how chaotic their house is.
Mine is similarly chaotic, it would be easier to list the things where I don't let anarchy in. I always put my keys on the rack, for example.
I have a dog...
We have a 13-week-old wirehaired pointer. He is basically anarchy in canine form with endless knock-ons. This morning I came down and for some reason his lead and harness were sat on the toaster, I think the missus left it there. It's fantastic, pointers are ace 🙂
Slightly more subversively, I used to keep chain lube in the cupboard next to ketchup and other condiments. Sadly no longer a thing since I switched to immersive waxing.
I sometimes, add a new artisan roast coffee bean into the grinder without running it clean from a previous batch resulting in some unique flavour combinations for the first cup.
I use my hand forged pizza Axe as a throwing axe as well
I sometimes freeze my avocados to keep the buggers fresh and ready for use, but chuck in whichever freezer drawer is available, which is apparently tantamount to setting fire to baby seals
I am a very organised and disciplined person and the only rule breaking I do regularly is ride my brakeless fixed gear bike but as I have done that for 20 years it just feels normal so doesn't even count. Luckily my wife is disorganised and impulsive as it would be ****ing awful if we were both like me.
Wednesday morning update. Look at the chaos and weep!
I live with a perimenopausal wife and a teenaged daughter.
This morning I came down and for some reason his lead and harness were sat on the toaster, I think the missus left it there. It's fantastic, pointers are ace
Now replaced by a split antler and a tug toy nestled on a tea towel 🙄
I never dry my dishes, I just let them dry on the drainer.
Although thinking about it, I'm taking calculated actions (or non-actions in this case) to reduce my effort by allowing the laws of thermodynamics do my work for me, so that's practicaly the opposite of anarchic?. 🤔
Pretty much everyday for me is unplanned, I hate routine and plan very little. If I do have something on, which is a lot more these days now I’m retired, I still don’t prepare for it. I will do everything on the day or just before I leave.
I live with a perimenopausal wife
You have my empathy. Permanently angry, refuses to do anything about it, refuses to acknowledge it even, and this is somehow all my fault.
I suck it up as best I can because ultimately however bad it is for me it must be far worse for her, but by christ it's hard work.
You have my empathy. Permanently angry, refuses to do anything about it, refuses to acknowledge it even, and this is somehow all my fault.
I suck it up as best I can because ultimately however bad it is for me it must be far worse for her, but by christ it's hard work.
I feel you, mate - tbf, my other half does have a (variable) degree of awareness of hormones being in the mix (and has looked into HRT). However, the presence of a 14-year-old daughter in the house has led me to wonder if it's possible for 2 people to literally bicker one-another to death. They've been like matter and antimatter for the past year.
I'm about ready to move into the garage with the spiders.
You have my empathy. Permanently angry, refuses to do anything about it, refuses to acknowledge it even, and this is somehow all my fault.
Snap!
I politely asked my wife to go and see the doctor regarding HRT the other day. Basically got a ****-off I'm not sticking those chemicals in my body.
Yet here I am knocking back a bucketful of pills every morning for my blood pressure.
I'd be lying if I said I hadn't been looking at the price of 1 bedroom flats in my area.
More than once, I have ignored 'Cyclists Dismount' signs. Not been caught yet but every day I worry I might get the knock on the door from the enforcement officers....
Most people on STW have ADHD
Not me, I have a Cotic.
Perimenopause has brought about new ways of working in this house. The utility room is now the 2nd kitchen with piles of washing up, recycling, paint pots.. A midway but permanent zone for anything that needs to be put away... properly.
Not me exactly, but the person who controls the digital road sign at the bottom of Kirsktone, Patterdale side, was having a laugh...it read:
"Road Closed, due to Ice"
It's 20+ degs even in Cumbria:)
I'd be lying if I said I hadn't been looking at the price of 1 bedroom flats in my area.
All I could afford round here, and I'd really need a second room for the bikes.....
Odd socks. I love wearing odd socks.
I was given some socks which came in a pack of six, but no pairs, although all the same (bike) theme. I like wearing them, but I'd never wear one with another random sock, or wear mismatched ones from other pairs
Last year we got on a plane to Italy with nothing but 2 nights in an apartment and a return flight 10 days later about 400miles away booked. We spent more time in the places we liked, were never late for a train because we hadn't booked them, stayed late in tourist spots after the crowds had gone because we had no plans for later (and knew when the local bus was not the daytrip coach), and generally had a great if slightly chaotic time.
I like the sound of this, but I also increasingly like staying in nice apartments or whatever. I'd worry we'd find ourselves either taking what we could get for accommodation, or paying a fortune for it. How did you find it?
Slight hijack, sorry!
I like wearing them, but I'd never wear one with another random sock, or wear mismatched ones from other pairs
I have some of them too. I now mix up different colourways (from other sock sets) but only of the same pattern. I dare not mix different patterns of the same sock set. Mixing completely different socks is a step too far into absolute lunacy. I would urge you to try wearing socks inside out, the feeling of liberation is increds.
I'd never wear one with another random sock, or wear mismatched ones from other pairs
Well obviously. You're not an animal, for god's sake !!
a tug toy
Why does your dog need a masturbator, can't he lick his balls like any normal dog?
can't he lick his balls like any normal dog?
I saw my dog licking his balls. I thought "I wish I could do that."
Turns out, if you throw him a biscuit he'll let you.