Am I the only one who has enough OCD issues that this drives them insane?
And no, I’m not talking about the dog. Let him lick the dirty dishes to his heart’s content.
I am talking about the plates. The red plates.
It’s after dinner. Each child is asked to put their dishes in the empty dishwasher. The first plate goes in. I’m not sure which was the first plate but, for the love of all that is holy, why is it NOT in the first slot? Why is it in the 3rd or 5th?
Then child #2 comes along. Yes, slot #1 would have been ideal, but they couldn’t even put it next to the other red plate???!?
Yes, I realize I need therapy.
I should be happy the dishes went in the dishwasher at all. I did hold my tongue. I took a deep breath. Took a picture so I could rant online. Rearranged the plates and went on with my night.