Some of you might know what I mean, while others may live in blissful oblivion. I am a stacker. I hate mail, papers, etc to be all strewn about. My spouse? Decidedly is not. He is a spreader. His filing cabinet is, eh, wherever it lands, it's all good.
I haven't quite figured out how to balance the two personalities where we can live in harmony.
He knows where something is, until I stack it. Ack! Where did it go? I coul leave something for a month, stack it neatly in the same exact spot and you would swear, I moved it a mile.
I clean and stack. He comes in and spreads it all back out.
Ugh. And don't even get me started on the kitchen doors that magically always pop back open. I close them. He comes in and whomp! They are open again.
Smh. Can stackers and spreaders live in peace together? Or are they like oil and water? I have my ideas. Will wait and see.