My spouse will say “we need a new scale”. Ok, order one…but then he won’t throw the old one out because it is “perfectly good”. Then why did you order a new one?!
Ugh! I wouldn’t have liked that either.
I’m not sure why you were gone for a month. The only time I’ve been away for an extended time was to take care of an ailing relative.
If I got back and someone changed a bunch of my stuff, I would be steaming.
I once took care of an ailing relative. My husband got rid of and installed a new dishwasher. That I was happy about. But leave my stuff alone.
That will be my husband!!! He tends to go into that mode on holidays. It was Mother’s Day one year when he insisted we do some deep spring cleaning. Let’s just say he didn’t make that mistake twice!
My BIL just returned from being cross-country for over 3 months, taking care of his parents. I don’t know how my sister stood it! When my dad was very ill, I was in Texas a lot but I made frequent trips home.
My mom baked a lot. She had cans of Crisco, Flufflo, partially full. She used these different kinds of hydrogenated fat for different purposes. For some reason, one day my dad decided these “needed” to be better organized… so, he melted them all together. There was a lack of pie crusts (and pies) for quite a while after that. He only did this one time. It’s unclear whether he ever understood the problem with what he did.
Just wondering if you can contact the phone company and see if there is any way to retrieve the list voicemails. You never know if you don’t ask the company and SOMETIMES they can be very helpful.
I recall H and his office saving the voicemail greeting of his colleagues who died so their kids could listen to their late parents voices. If you explain it to the company they may try harder to help you.
Maybe he did the family a health favor by reducing the amount of stuff made with hydrogenated fats (the most unhealthy kind) for a while…
I came home after a trip once, and my H, thinking he was being so organized and helpful, gathered up all my readers and put them in one spot. What the heck??? No!!! I purposely left them at the desk, in the kitchen, in the family room, in the living room, in my bathroom, bedside, etc., so I had them within my grasp…sigh.
Voicemails: So Sorry! I can relate! Had VM of my Dad wishing me Happy Birthday, sending his love. He died suddenly last September. A month later, a robocall would not disconnect from the landline, so Comcast tried to reset…and the voicemail disappeared! I was devastated. Called them and explained…and somehow they were able to recover two voicemails…my Dad and my Godmother. Promptly saved to computer, my cell phone and passed on to my sibs so they have as well. Worth a try…
Perhaps. This was years ago, and he was the one who pushed for a “new” dessert every day. And he was the one with a healthy heart to the end. She would mostly just have a small bite to sample.
Yup, I don’t touch the stuff of others and expect them to leave my things alone as well. No one can know what someone else treasures and their organization system.
I find some behavior like this with family working from home more than before…
I walked in my DH throwing away an unopened box of Triscuits. When I asked why, he said that we already had another one in the pantry.
WHHAAAAT???
My stepdad would have to travel overseas as a Bell Helicopter test pilot to train other pilots. I remember distinctly a few times when he returned home after a long trip that he came home to a new cat or dog in the family.
My grandmother cleaned my room when I was in high school and threw out old toys from my childhood that I cherished. But the worst was she threw out the cassette tape my father gave to me that celebrated his 5 years sober and he gave a little speech at his AA meeting. I loved her very much, but I still get extremely emotional about this violation. That tape was very important to me.
This is why I make piles/boxes for DS to go through when he’s home. Something might have special value to him and I don’t want to toss it!
My siblings and I jointly own a family home. We have a table in the basement and whenever one of wants to toss or give away something, we put it there. Nothing leaves until everyone has looked at the table and agreed that there’s nothing there of sentimental value to them. While 99% of it goes, what is in that 1% boggles the mind, always because of a sentimental attachment.
If any of you heard screaming banshees at around 4pm PST yesterday; at least I now know why my laundry basket disappeared …
ETA: It’s a Dry Cleaning machine - What in God’s name possessed him to buy this, I have NO idea!!! Its going back on the first truck Monday morning
He bought a steam closet while you were gone? Whyyyyyy?
Oh my!
To others, what is the purpose of a steam closet?
I have NO idea!!! My washing machine has a steam function which I use perhaps a dozen times a year. I rarely lose my mind, but yesterday afternoon I was on track for a stroke!
When I was in 7th grade, my sister went off to college. (Yes, we’re 6 1/2 years apart.) The deal was that I was going to move into her bigger bedroom. I procrastinated moving for a week or two and came home to discover that my mother had decided to move all my stuff, on her own, organized according to how she thought it should be. (Including, of course, the pack of cigarettes I had hidden in my underwear drawer.) I was inconsolable – to the point where she offered to move it all back. I knew that wouldn’t make any difference; the violation had already occured and couldn’t be undone.
…at least it wasn’t a new husband, LOL!