Man Eyes

Sung to the tune of Betty Davis eyes.....

You know there used to be a time where if I couldn't find something, I would just go oh well, head to the store, and buy another and then when I found it I would have two.

Now I just hear Krissy silently singing "Man Eyes" under her breath.

Sometimes not so silently.



I don't think I should be to blame.

Before she took over started helping around the house, I pretty much knew where everything was.  My system was consistent if not always logical. 

Where does the sugar go, with the glassware of course. 

Blender, next to the spices (I still don't understand why this is a problem).

The meat and vegetable drawer are of course interchangeable.

Anyway now that she has mixed everything up reorganized, its only reasonable that I cant find anything.

And while the refrigerator is always full of stuff, but I never have any idea what the hell is in there.

There are a LOT of amorphous lumps of tin foil floating around back there.  She says there are peppers in there.  Who knows? unless its bacon, I'm never going to look.

Plus whenever she says "look in the back of the refrigerator",  It gives me a slight bit of pause,  It used to be that if something made it to the back of the refrigerator it quality was generally.... minimal

There is also the vertical issue.  For me prime storage space is located somewhere between 4 and six feet high.    Lower levels are for pets (or used to be) and small children.   If its below three feet, its gone as far as I'm concerned.




So to make a long story short, she has changed everything. ..... and I couldnt be happier.