I forget that I cannot arrange things at work to how I like it that I could at home but when Im at home I cant either without being judged
so there is great gnashing of teeth unless...I live in a fantasy world and dont work but get paid to play instead.
The lack of kitchen space means theres a desk in the kitchen where the microwave sits and the bread bin is on top or the microwave and the plastic takeway containers are in the shower, and everytime I want to use the oven, I need to remove cookie trays, frying pans and baking trays and put them on the floor or on the coffee table in the lounge.
I mean Im not complaining its just the way it is. I thought I could just cleverly rearrange things a bit like tetris but no, head CEO of the kitchen was not pleased that she did not know where everythng was and thought I had thrown out her valuable kitchen scales.
I tried to work in someone elses kitchen as was looking after her house and daughter, I could not even use her kitchen or find anything it was like she had literally chucked everything in the cupboard and left it there for me to sort through. Dont spoons go in the drawer with the other spoons not all piled in a heap with all the knives and forks? Plates need to be piled on top of each other and accesible when need to use them right not just in random places upside down or hiding underneath other things. How could I put everything back where it belonged when it loked like a bomb had hit her kitchen and there was no place that anything belonged?
Its like trying to find an outfit to wear in a pile of laundry. You tried the cupboards and the closet but no everything is in a big heap and dirty and wrinkled. Colours mixed up and cottons with polyesters. Odd socks. Boxes with scribbled labels on them in another langauge I cannot decipher. It never ends...
Tidying up is a full time job but its worse when you get asked to tidy someone elses mess. Then your own place gets messy because you have spent all your time tidying someone elses mess. I have not found the solution to this existential problem.
so there is great gnashing of teeth unless...I live in a fantasy world and dont work but get paid to play instead.
The lack of kitchen space means theres a desk in the kitchen where the microwave sits and the bread bin is on top or the microwave and the plastic takeway containers are in the shower, and everytime I want to use the oven, I need to remove cookie trays, frying pans and baking trays and put them on the floor or on the coffee table in the lounge.
I mean Im not complaining its just the way it is. I thought I could just cleverly rearrange things a bit like tetris but no, head CEO of the kitchen was not pleased that she did not know where everythng was and thought I had thrown out her valuable kitchen scales.
I tried to work in someone elses kitchen as was looking after her house and daughter, I could not even use her kitchen or find anything it was like she had literally chucked everything in the cupboard and left it there for me to sort through. Dont spoons go in the drawer with the other spoons not all piled in a heap with all the knives and forks? Plates need to be piled on top of each other and accesible when need to use them right not just in random places upside down or hiding underneath other things. How could I put everything back where it belonged when it loked like a bomb had hit her kitchen and there was no place that anything belonged?
Its like trying to find an outfit to wear in a pile of laundry. You tried the cupboards and the closet but no everything is in a big heap and dirty and wrinkled. Colours mixed up and cottons with polyesters. Odd socks. Boxes with scribbled labels on them in another langauge I cannot decipher. It never ends...
Tidying up is a full time job but its worse when you get asked to tidy someone elses mess. Then your own place gets messy because you have spent all your time tidying someone elses mess. I have not found the solution to this existential problem.