Too many cooks in the kitchen?

I have discovered that the age old saying of  "too many cooks in the kitchen" is not the problem but that is it is indeed the fact that my significant other (I question that significant part), since retirement,  is in the kitchen quite often and touches my stuff! Bless his heart he tries to be helpful or so he thinks, but dammit some things are just sacred.

Don't  get me wrong here, it's not that I don't like my stuff touched  if you were headed down that particular path of thought (shame on you): it's the fact that after touching my cooking, preparing and eating utensils,  they are not put back where I have been  putting them  for years. Years I tell you!  Minor detail right? WRONG!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sooooooooooo wrong. 

Let's think about this for a moment here, shall we? It's akin to putting a brain surgeon's tools in a backpack without the benefit of being sterilized, wrapped and labeled and since plumbing (the profession he retired from) is akin to brain surgery do you know what the hell would have happened if I'd have rearranged plumbing tools?? If I'd have said "Here Honey, I thought I'd help you today, and I've rearranged all the shelves and tools in your plumbing truck"? Yea, would have gone over like a fart in church. 

This is SERIOUS crap here, do not take this rant lightly. It is not that I am not grateful for someone to unload a dishwasher, I am, but learn where each tool goes! I have a system, an age old system for that matter,  and the cheese grater lying neatly on top of the forks is NOT part of my system and it doesn't work for me. The same way a plunger  is not the first thing you would grab to install a drain pipe from a sink, a cheese grater is not my first eating utensil of choice.

 Sigh.......... I'll leave the art of  putting groceries away for anutha day while I ponder the beauty of chopsticks and exploding toilets.

 Can a toilet really explode?
Yes. But it’s a perfect storm, written up in plumbing textbooks and witnessed by few in the trade.