You. You are my people. You get me.

I’m constantly amazed at how many cutting boards, knives, wooden spoons, and colanders a single person can use while making fucking spaghetti.

I’m like this, too. I take a “if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself” view of the kitchen-cleaning. And anyway, their idea of “cleaning the kitchen” is putting the dishes in the dishwasher (if it’s not already full, otherwise they’ll just toss the dishes in the sink). The counters and floor are…