I once found my husband with two pairs of scissors in his hands asking why we had so many scissors and should he take some to Oxfam. I’m still traumatised by the conversation
Totally feeling the pain!! I banned blue tack because they started COLOURING it, then all the walls and doors ended up with multi coloured stains from the bloody stuff! Totally banned now (fairly certain the 11yo has a secret stash but she daren’t use it because I’ll remove & bin it!)
I keep scissors scattered around the house and am extremely vocal and negative if any of my 3 pairs go walkies!! Ditto tape. I buy the children tape as ‘presents’ so they can’t complain they don’t have any.
Starting to notice make up is being played with, not impressed as bought her a whole stash for Xmas to pre-empt the stealing!
My sanctuary is my studio (am an artist) which only the dog is allowed to enter and have been terribly horrible to anyone who dare enter and TOUCH ANYTHING, or even think about touching. NOT WORTH IT!!!! (I’m so mean!!)
I tell them all I love them and hug them all the time. But DO NOT ENTER my sanctuary (where I regularly move my own scissors and tell the dog all about how inconvenient it is not to be able to blame anyone else!) 😁😉🤣
My best friend and I said we should live together next door to our lovely boys.. we like them, we just like kitchen surfaces without the crumbs that they can’t see. Not sure how this plan would work with children….
☺️ one for the university years… ‘daddy has more space darlings, come home to him and I’ll pop round from next door with a cake you can disgorge after I’ve left and don’t have to look at it’
All of the above but you have omitted the most grievous offence that of the empty loo roll in every WC PLUS using the last roll in the house and not telling !! Hideous 😡
I always hide things in the drawer with the drying up towels - as I promise no one EVER looks in there (apart my mother-in-law so remember to remove everything you don't want her to find before she comes round)!! And don't get me started on the "WE" expression ......
Books! What is worse is that when you ask for their return because it's been over a year, the borrowers take offence and even begin to criticise you for asking!!!
Very funny! Husband steals my stapler and decent pens, but it does bring that office politics vibe to our marriage, which helps mix things up a bit, I guess….😬
Good chocolate should always be hidden (particularly from OH who prefers his from the fridge). Never mind make up - this week I discovered my fancy deodorant had walked itself to my child's room... Tape is always taken but can be reliably found dangling from the edge of a table/chair all twisted up and leaving it's tackiness to ensure you also stick to the furniture.
Good chocolate in my desk drawers (under a notebook obvs.) Crisps behind the baking trays in the corner of the corner cupboard that no-one ever goes in. Pot Noodle behind any dried pulses. No-one but me will ever be soaking a dried pulse in this house!
Wait till they leave home and have their own places - you visit and spot loads of “missing” items from your own home which you have been looking for ages. Bedlinen, towels, cushions, rugs, and hell of a lot of Tupperware!! All camping equipment too whilst I think of it. Bless - NOT.
I can relate to this so much, particularly the bulk bought snacks, empty bottles, empty packets in the cupboard, makeup and some underwear 😅 I'm glad I'm not alone. Made me chuckle.
I have grown children and I’m still hiding things! Now it’s from my husband, children and grandchildren. As you say, I often end up hiding it from myself.
It’s been happening for generations. My father in law used to chain his tools to his work bench. My mother in law used to write ‘Mummy’ on the back of her tennis shoes when her 5 sons were roughly the same age and everyone wore plain white tennis shoes.
My daughter would regularly take my new expensive tights for her evening out. The same daughter ‘borrowed’ my brand new cardigan complete with shop tags. Recently I heard my eldest daughter saying, “Oh no, whatever you do, don’t touch her pens!”
And yes, my husband still leaves empty shampoo bottles, loo rolls and just a teenie drizzle of milk in the carton.
I once found my husband with two pairs of scissors in his hands asking why we had so many scissors and should he take some to Oxfam. I’m still traumatised by the conversation
lol this is hilarious 😆
Totally feeling the pain!! I banned blue tack because they started COLOURING it, then all the walls and doors ended up with multi coloured stains from the bloody stuff! Totally banned now (fairly certain the 11yo has a secret stash but she daren’t use it because I’ll remove & bin it!)
I keep scissors scattered around the house and am extremely vocal and negative if any of my 3 pairs go walkies!! Ditto tape. I buy the children tape as ‘presents’ so they can’t complain they don’t have any.
Starting to notice make up is being played with, not impressed as bought her a whole stash for Xmas to pre-empt the stealing!
My sanctuary is my studio (am an artist) which only the dog is allowed to enter and have been terribly horrible to anyone who dare enter and TOUCH ANYTHING, or even think about touching. NOT WORTH IT!!!! (I’m so mean!!)
I tell them all I love them and hug them all the time. But DO NOT ENTER my sanctuary (where I regularly move my own scissors and tell the dog all about how inconvenient it is not to be able to blame anyone else!) 😁😉🤣
I think I might actually need my OWN HOUSE
My best friend and I said we should live together next door to our lovely boys.. we like them, we just like kitchen surfaces without the crumbs that they can’t see. Not sure how this plan would work with children….
It’s on the vision board nonetheless
☺️ one for the university years… ‘daddy has more space darlings, come home to him and I’ll pop round from next door with a cake you can disgorge after I’ve left and don’t have to look at it’
…also YES my children also colour Blu tack. WHY?
All of the above but you have omitted the most grievous offence that of the empty loo roll in every WC PLUS using the last roll in the house and not telling !! Hideous 😡
Yes. This is indeed the most bad thing
I once bought a safe to keep my face powder from marauding daughter. No internet in those days - had to go to London to buy it
This is next level Margo. I need a safe.
I always hide things in the drawer with the drying up towels - as I promise no one EVER looks in there (apart my mother-in-law so remember to remove everything you don't want her to find before she comes round)!! And don't get me started on the "WE" expression ......
You mean you’re not sharing your best chocolate with your MIL??? How very dare you!
Books! What is worse is that when you ask for their return because it's been over a year, the borrowers take offence and even begin to criticise you for asking!!!
JAIL.
When the kids were at home I never had any iPhone chargers
I can disclose they were all in my husband’s box of wires
Very funny! Husband steals my stapler and decent pens, but it does bring that office politics vibe to our marriage, which helps mix things up a bit, I guess….😬
Does he ask you whether WE have a stapler?
Oh yes. See also: ‘What have WE bought my mother for Christmas?’
Usually on Christmas Eve, when the shops have shut and I used to panic wondering if "we" might have forgotten. I never had forgotten, of course!!
Good chocolate should always be hidden (particularly from OH who prefers his from the fridge). Never mind make up - this week I discovered my fancy deodorant had walked itself to my child's room... Tape is always taken but can be reliably found dangling from the edge of a table/chair all twisted up and leaving it's tackiness to ensure you also stick to the furniture.
They are nothing if not reliable
Secateurs and the potting shed key. And something else, which I've forgotten.
Search his underwear drawer
Good chocolate in my desk drawers (under a notebook obvs.) Crisps behind the baking trays in the corner of the corner cupboard that no-one ever goes in. Pot Noodle behind any dried pulses. No-one but me will ever be soaking a dried pulse in this house!
Yes… and then suddenly you grow up and want to make hummus! Are they your pot noodles? I am in love with you for adoring pot noodle!
Yes, my pot noodles. Out and proud. I'm a foodie, but not a snobby one. Everyone loves a grubby pot noodle now and then.
Screw drivers, hammers, diy measuring tape, batteries, FABRIC scissors, all my other scissors, dark chocolate digestives, best pens, certain cheeses.
Fabric scissors are basically under lock and key
Wait till they leave home and have their own places - you visit and spot loads of “missing” items from your own home which you have been looking for ages. Bedlinen, towels, cushions, rugs, and hell of a lot of Tupperware!! All camping equipment too whilst I think of it. Bless - NOT.
I have opposite problem; my mother brings random stuff to my house and LEAVES IT THERE 🤣
So so familiar made me lol brilliant I have men in the house so at least some things are out of bounds 💄🩲🤣
Yes luckily for you your pants are safe x
I can relate to this so much, particularly the bulk bought snacks, empty bottles, empty packets in the cupboard, makeup and some underwear 😅 I'm glad I'm not alone. Made me chuckle.
That’s the other thing though…never being alone.
I have grown children and I’m still hiding things! Now it’s from my husband, children and grandchildren. As you say, I often end up hiding it from myself.
It’s been happening for generations. My father in law used to chain his tools to his work bench. My mother in law used to write ‘Mummy’ on the back of her tennis shoes when her 5 sons were roughly the same age and everyone wore plain white tennis shoes.
My daughter would regularly take my new expensive tights for her evening out. The same daughter ‘borrowed’ my brand new cardigan complete with shop tags. Recently I heard my eldest daughter saying, “Oh no, whatever you do, don’t touch her pens!”
And yes, my husband still leaves empty shampoo bottles, loo rolls and just a teenie drizzle of milk in the carton.
Like, ONE ANCHOVY, in the tin.