Friday, January 17, 2014

How to win the game of sharing a living space....

It happened again today.  As I was putting clean dishes away, I opened up the cabinet with the mugs and liquid measuring cups, and there it was, in all its glory, again.


This measuring cup sustained an irrevocable and usefullness-terminating injury over the 2013 holiday season.  Seeing how this is a plastic cup, you can imagine that this crack can be pulled apart and will let liquid leak out rendering the cup un-useable.

I remember the day my husband pointed this out (a few weeks ago).  "Look, Tara.  Look what your family did."

Alright, alright.  We have no idea who did this to my measuring cup, but it's always fun to blame the people that are staying in your home.

"Hmmm.  Well, what do you want me to do about it?  Let's throw it away.  We have two other measuring cups.  Both only 2 cups big, but good enough."

"But this one had the ounces on it."  And then he walked away, leaving the cup on the counter.  I interpreted this to be a sad sigh, saying goodbye to this measuring cup that got us through formula with our firstborn when we didn't know how many ounces were in a cup and the days of 'googling' questions were not yet commonplace.  I figured, since he would take the garbage out, this cup would end up in the garbage, or recycling or whatever.

Either way, it was gone the next time I was in the kitchen.  But then I found it again.  In the cupboard again.  I exclaimed to him that this needs to be thrown away.  He just shrugged, and left it on the counter.  And I found it in the cupboard.  Again. And again.  And rinse. And repeat.

Today, brilliance struck and I came up with a new plan.  Today, I've taken a new step in this passive-aggressive pack rat game of his.  Today, I bought this:


Today, I put this new measuring cup into rotation.  Let's see how long it takes him to notice that his precious cracked and bleeding, on its deathbed measuring cup is no longer in the cupboard, replaced by this newer, glassier, Pyrex monster of a measuring cup.

Goodbye broken, hello Pyrex.


P.s. This is how I win.  :)

4 comments:

  1. That's the measuring cup we have!

    Hope your husband likes the new one :)

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    1. LOL! He told me he didn't approve of the new one and also tried to convince me he pulled the old one from the garbage and put it back in the cupboard. Then he told me he won. :)

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  2. Hee! Good win!

    (I love the attachment to a relic you've had through so many stages, though! I can't help it -- I'm swoon-y like that! :))

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    1. I get swoon-y too, but this one just had to go. :)

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