I was just getting out all of the things I need to make dinner with, and it seems that when Dave was cleaning up last night, he put the salt and pepper on a shelf way up high where I can't reach them. I suppose I shouldn't complain because he does clean up, but unless I want to risk climbing up to get it, dinner is not going to be ready when he gets home.
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he put the salt and pepper on a shelf way up high where I can't reach them
Sing it sistah! I was lying on my bed chatting with a GF the other day and she asked how in the world fingerprints ever got on the wall way above the tall dresser where I couldn't reach unless I stood on a chair. I gave her the "have you met DH?" look and told her that I sure wasn't going to climb up to clean it.
He's forever putting things above my line of sight or reach.
ok, I'm off to Publix to see if I can be inspired for dinner choices.
I have kitchen cupboards whose doors are a hazard to my head if I leave them open--but Kat or lori or Allyson would be perfectly safe wandering under them. However, they'd pretty much starve to death (or go crazy from caffeine deprivation) since I don't think they could reach anything not at the front of the lowest shelf.
I need a very tall boyfriend, obviously, since I've put stuff where I can't get it back down.
Can it be ready, just bland, when he gets home, sj? t /Ignorant-rarely-cooks-almost-never-uses-salt-and-pepper
I need a very tall boyfriend, obviously, since I've put stuff where I can't get it back down.
This statement doesn't even parse in my 2-stepstools, plus a long-handled grabby thing in the kitchen world.
Not that I would object in any way to a tall boyfriend, mind you.
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This statement doesn't even parse in my 2-stepstools, plus a long-handled grabby thing in the kitchen world.
Long-handled grabby thing is a recipe for knockover disaster for me. I do have a stepstool, but I don't like how it looks, and hide it far away.
Long-handled grabby thing is a recipe for knockover disaster for me. I do have a stepstool, but I don't like how it looks, and hide it far away.
I don't have much choice. I'm barely 5'3" (5'2 1/2" if you believe my GP's nurse. I don't choose to), and I'm the tall one in my household.
Your plan has a tremendous amount of potential, though.
I do have a stepstool, but I don't like how it looks, and hide it far away.
I have one that's fairly ugly, but it folds up and fits in between my fridge and the wall. I use it with frequency.
Epic, I'm 5'3", too. We buy our underwear in the same place and are the same height. We are TWINS!!
eta: AND! I am the tall one in my household too!!! Of course, the only other one in my household is a cat, but still, I'm WAY taller than him.
We have a stepladder in the kitchen, since the BF (aka "Tally McHeightypants") puts everything very very high. Since he does 95% of the cooking, however, I don't mind that I can't reach half our stuff without climbing.