All of us have our quirks. One of mine is that I HATE my things being moved from the places I have assigned them.
It is not as if I am obsessed with tidiness. My home gets messy like any other, clothes pile up, the desk gets cluttered, dust covers surfaces… yes, all of that happens. But I resent it immensely if what I have kept at point A is moved to point B without my express approval (unless of course I have just had my tea in which case I will be in such a state of nirvana that anything and everything is forgiven).
Take the case of spoons: I keep the small spoons on the left side and the big spoons on the right in my spoon holder and I dislike them being mixed up. Sometimes I am asked, “But what exactly will happen if a couple of small spoons happen to be with the bigger spoons?” or “So what if the small ones go to the right and the big ones to the left?”
Duh! Other than inconvenience me to an extent, nothing of course. I can always put them back too, where they belong (and I do, pronto), but it does not stop me from getting all hot and bothered (I try hard not to be) when I see things have changed places.
As for important papers, books, music and some knickknacks of value to me that I have dumped securely in a couple drawers which I call mine, rummaging in them is a transgression I am less willing to forgive, and that’s precisely when my family gets to see a someone who is not the genial baa-lamb she otherwise is.
©Shail Mohan 2016
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I LOVE THIS! I feel like I could have written this post. I feel like I am too particular sometimes, but everything has its place (even if that place is in a pile on my desk). The spoons in particular! I feel such a kinship to you and your need to have a space for every thing. I try so hard to let it go when the three-tined forks are in with the regular forks instead of in their own space below the tray, but sometimes I end up saying snippily, “Well THAT doesn’t belong THERE, harrumph.” Sometimes I think my husband moves things on purpose just to see what will happen. 🙂 So funny to be a piler and yet so persnickety about where things go…that’s been my struggle forever!
//I try so hard to let it go when the three-tined forks are in with the regular forks instead of in their own space below the tray, but sometimes I end up saying snippily, “Well THAT doesn’t belong THERE, harrumph.”
Me too!!!!
And that last sentence, so very true of me too! I am thrilled reading your comment. 😀
Before I met my husband (a bazillion years ago) I essentially had even the dust in my apartment alphabetized and categorized. Now, in the whirlwind of a house I live in with three teens/adult, husband, and two pets, I’ve learned to go with the flow on most things. EXCEPT MY KITCHEN! I feel much the same way, Shail – don’t mess with my spoons, don’t put my blender on a different shelf, don’t decide the apple peeler doesn’t get much use and put it in a box in the hallway…..
deep breath
In other words, I think you’re perfectly reasonable in your reactions. 😀
Omg. I should have written this post sooner. I can so relate to your comment. Just like you I learnt to go with the flow wit three Martians in the house and a pet. But NOT MY KITCHEN. Umm well, not my wardrobe either 😉 Hehehe…
I am the same! I like everything to be in its place. For me, it’s because the waste of time searching for something bugs me. I suppose I need to get more accepting around that it happens, but I really dislike it. So I agree, perfectly reasonable way to be!
Oh! There are more of my kind around… and knowing that is quite gratifying! 😀
Not being in the habit of keeping things here and there, I don’t even know where to look if something goes missing!
I am a bit like you….if somebody changes the places of the things, I don’t shout, but keep them back in the respective places. I lived in my earlier house for 20 years. My kitchen things were at the same place from day one to the last day after 20 years. Books too! They are arranged in the same way always in all the houses! I had a book shelf in the old house. We made one here too with the same dimension and all the books are kept in the same order as they were in the old house! Everybody knows about it in our family! Happy to know that somebody else is there like me!
Who has time to waste shouting? Putting it back is what I do too. 🙂 Nice that you too like to keep everything in its place. (Well, I have seen for myself that everything IS in its place tin your home!) 🙂
I hate it when hubby touches my stuff. He rarely does it, lucky man, but when he does, he had better let me know where my stuff is!
Exactly. That’s my demand too 🙂
And when Mothers ‘tidy it up’ for you…
Ahh… that has never happened to me! I guess I took care of my own things. As for my kids, hmm… never heard them complain 😉 But yes, I can imagine that happening.
Lol, I am a bit like that too…It gets tough when my daughter who has a mind of her own and a penchant for stacking stuff tidies up for me..and I end up spending a lot of time searching for my stuff…we have daily arguements over this….
If that happens with me I can imagine such arguments happening too, lol 😀
This is so me, too. It’s because when people move things and I can’t find them, I start to panic. I hate not knowing where something is.
Same here, Mel. I am glad to know there are others like me! 🙂
I hear you! I am with you on this one 😛 😉
Ahh, good to know, M 😉 🙂
A place for everything, and everything in its place
But, if moved, do, please have the grace
To tell her where
You did dare
To misplace — and then, for repercussion, brace!
Haha. That about sums it up, Gul 😀
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