Volpone
Zombie Hunter
...well, I mean that just stands to reason because:
1) I realized a couple years ago that everyone is insane, myself included, and
2) She's a woman.
Still...she owns a tiny house. So when you're sharing a tiny house with someone not in your family (or someone IN your family) you need to make the most out of the space and organize it in some way. I came up with a way to take about 4" or door space in the 'fridge and half of each of two shelves for my stuff. Leaving her the rest of the door, the other half of the two shelves, and a whole third shelf all for her. No sooner does she get in than she starts mixing her stuff in with my stuff. Hell, tonight I discovered that she re-reorganized the door so all my stuff was mixed in with her stuff--so all the olives are together and all the mustard is together.
Then, tonight she brewed a pot of coffee--for tomorrow morning.
hpeh: I'm mystified by that. I mean, maybe she doesn't like the way I make coffee. And the timer on the thing does seem to be on the fritz. But making a pot of coffee before going to bed!? Is it supposed to sit all night? I'm just hoping the thing will turn itself off--in spite of the f-ed up timer. I'm not entirely sure I like the thought of a burner running while I sleep.
Speaking of which, she drinks her coffee in pint glasses. You know, beer pints. And--because she's a girl--she loads them up with sugar and cream. But the kicker is she invariably leaves 2" of tan crap in the bottom of the glass--just drinks all but the last 2" of it and then leaves it on the sink for 8-12 hours. A dishwasher can't deal with that. So all the beer glasses have a ring of coffee inside them 2" from the bottom of the glass.
1) I realized a couple years ago that everyone is insane, myself included, and
2) She's a woman.
Still...she owns a tiny house. So when you're sharing a tiny house with someone not in your family (or someone IN your family) you need to make the most out of the space and organize it in some way. I came up with a way to take about 4" or door space in the 'fridge and half of each of two shelves for my stuff. Leaving her the rest of the door, the other half of the two shelves, and a whole third shelf all for her. No sooner does she get in than she starts mixing her stuff in with my stuff. Hell, tonight I discovered that she re-reorganized the door so all my stuff was mixed in with her stuff--so all the olives are together and all the mustard is together.
Then, tonight she brewed a pot of coffee--for tomorrow morning.
hpeh: I'm mystified by that. I mean, maybe she doesn't like the way I make coffee. And the timer on the thing does seem to be on the fritz. But making a pot of coffee before going to bed!? Is it supposed to sit all night? I'm just hoping the thing will turn itself off--in spite of the f-ed up timer. I'm not entirely sure I like the thought of a burner running while I sleep. Speaking of which, she drinks her coffee in pint glasses. You know, beer pints. And--because she's a girl--she loads them up with sugar and cream. But the kicker is she invariably leaves 2" of tan crap in the bottom of the glass--just drinks all but the last 2" of it and then leaves it on the sink for 8-12 hours. A dishwasher can't deal with that. So all the beer glasses have a ring of coffee inside them 2" from the bottom of the glass.
