Sunday

We spent the afternoon cleaning. After another 'discussion' about where the dirty kitchen towel container has been sitting -- one the other side of the bar where I have never liked it sitting, I did some rearranging late yesterday afternoon. The same goes for the can we put the cat litter into before it gets carried outside. It seems that Duv has not been washing the towels that I have left sitting on the kitchen floor, instead waiting until I carry them to the container, which usually does not happen. He's starting to do what Jim would do: not doing something in hopes that I would 'get the message'. More often than not, the 'message' would not even be seen by me.

Anyhoo, I told him that I would find another spot for the containers. His only stipulation was that they could not sit out in the kitchen and they could not sit near food. He wanted me to immediately divulge my idea for my changes. I put off answering him by saying that I had not completely formulated my plan yet. He's the complete opposite of me: he needs to have all of the information beforehand, whereas I can get started before I have everything in place. Actually, I had already planned everything out, having worked it out pretty quickly in my head. However, I did not want to answer him because I did not want him to shoot it down before I even got started. When he does not like something, he will not even consider hearing anything about it. He says that I am supposed to 'convince' him otherwise. There are two problems with that. I do not 'convince' people of things. I am usually flustered to immediately come up with another description of what I'm trying to convey. And, I do not have the patience to go through convincing people to do what I want. What is the phrase: it's easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission. I think that I've lived by that philosophy long before I ever heard that saying lol.

Anyhoo, I moved the cat food from underneath the sink, putting the containers on top of the fridge. I then put both of the containers underneath the sink, back to where I have been used to them being for most of my life. This puts them back in the kitchen, where they belong. The ca