I will start by saying I am not the neatest person in the world. I don’t know how people keep their homes looking like museums and they have kids. I envy those people. I wish I could keep my house neat. It is by no means dirty. There is just stuff, namely baby toys, everywhere. Sigh. How I long sometimes for those Saturday mornings pre-baby when I would clean and organize the whole house in 4 hours.
There are somethings that I do try to keep as organized as possible. One of those are my kitchen cabinets. Thank you to the person who invited baby proofing because my cabinets are one of the few places he can not destroy! The other day my husband was the best husband ever: he emptied the dishwasher after the cycle was done. He is the best since that particular day had seemed like a very long day! I had no energy after my little one went to bed to empty a dishwasher.
When I was making my son breakfast the next morning I opened the cabinet door and this is what I saw:
Now I appreciate his effort, and I know you are all going to think I am crazy, but everything is out of order. Big plates are mixed in with small plates. One style dish is mixed in with other style dishes. Mugs are all over the place. Yes, I definitely get bothered by little things like that. It bothered me so much that after breakfast I had to fix it. This was my finished piece:
To some this may not mean anything. To me it is everything. Am I a tad overboard? Possibly. But in the end it comes down to one thing: I love my husband for cleaning out the dishwasher!