I’m trying not to rearrange the dishwasher every time my partner puts something in it. It’s driving me mad, because the dishes won’t get clean and the machine will have to run more frequently, because not as much stuff can fit.
I’m catastrophizing. And I’m exhausted.
Last updated February 12, 2023
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