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muffin tins gotta be one of the top five worst dishes to wash by hand. right up there with them fuckass blender blades. all those nooks and crannies like… don’t piss me off
the people have spoken. also included in that list are whisks, cheese graters, champagne glasses, and apple corers. fuck these kitchen utensils!!!
Former housekeeper here:
A lot of people in the notes giving the very good advice of getting yourself a bottle brush to deal with several of these pain-in-the-ass dishes, and also to promptly run soapy water through your blender or food processor after use. I will also note: if you don’t manage to clean all these things promptly – leave your dishes with the annoying nooks and crannies to soak in hot, soapy water. After a couple of hours, take em out, rinse em, change out the soapy water, put em back. Changing the water for stuck-on gunk is the magic step no old person ever told me about how to make that process work, but two changes of hot, soapy water over the course of 4-24 hours completely unglues most things from, for example, whisks and graters.
Muffin tins with the awful little metal grooved bits inside the muffin cups? Apple corers? Buy a toothbrush with firm bristles and make it part of your sink’s dishwashing tools. Use it on these things. For the blades on the two-handed version of apple corers, a toothbrush keeps your fingers out of the blades; for the tube style apple corers, it lets you reach the sticky bullshit a sponge or cloth can’t normally get to.
Also, if you have surface rust on your (not cast-iron, and not teflon-coated) metal stuff and you want it gone before it turns into proper rust damage? Toothpaste and a scouring pad. Add baking soda if you feel like it. No water at first, just scrub a pea-sized amount of that minty bullshit in there for a bit, wipe it off with a cloth or paper towel, repeat.
Also, blender blades? Shortly after you’ve finished with the blender, quickly rinse it out (don’t worry about doing a good job). Then fill it up about halfway with water and add a squirt or two of soap. Now, put it back on the stand, put the lid on, and TURN IT ON FOR A FEW SECONDS. That brief spin in soapy water is going to do more for your blender blades than any time spent soaking or scrubbing.
In most cases, you can then just rinse it out with hot water and you’re done. If there’s any scrubbing left to do, it’s usually minor. This trick has made me willing to make smoothies again.
Adulthood is like I have to go buy more shampoo. I have to go buy more coffee grounds. I have to go buy more eggs. I have to go buy more toilet paper. I have to go buy more paper towels. I have to go buy more cumin. I have to clean the dishes so they can get dirty again. I have to do my laundry so it can get dirty again. I have to clean the bathroom so it can get dirty again. I have to buy more cleaner to clean the bathroom. I have to go buy more rice. I have to cook dinner. I have to cook dinner. I have to go buy more shampoo again.
dont get me wrong this is #mood but just try eating a piece of bread with salt. please, seriously. ok? at least a tiny bit. salt helps with nausea, bread calms the stomach acid. if you really can’t face eating anything, just lick some salt like a damn elk, then wait and see if you can manage the bread. make some broth if you’re into that kind of thing. no spices, yes salt. if you’re feeling too weak and shaky to do much, just have a cup of tea with sugar (energy) and lemon (again, good against nausea). nibble on the lemon first, it will feel good, but don’t overdo - citric acid on an empty stomach is a majorly bad idea. take care of yourself, you’re the only you we’ve got
“You’re the only youwe’ve got”
“just lick some salt like a damn elk” is the new “touch grass”
Pretzels and crackers are bread with salt. Try those if you have any
When I was little I thought being an adult meant not having a bed time but I’ve come to realize that it just means being in charge of my own bed time and it turns out that I am not equipped to handle that responsibility.
Is really a shitty concept. You’re too old for everything. Cartoons, sleepovers, candy, etc. Basically, you’re too old for fun. You shouldn’t be too old for fun ever in your life. If you want to watch cartoons, do it! If you want to have sleepovers, do it!
CS Lewis famously said that the intrusive desire to appear grown up all costs was in of itself a childish trait that secure adults should’ve grown out of it.
He worded it that “When I was young I hid my love of fairy tails for fear of ridicule, now that I’m 50 I read them openly”
Pro tip for adulting: being late isn’t a death sentence for 95% of things. All you gotta do is call the moment you realize you’re gonna be late, apologize, and then give another small apology when you get there. The thing people really don’t like about lateness is that it seems like the other person doesn’t value their time, and since calling shows that you value their time, that leaves only the mild inconvenience of waiting a bit for them to deal with
this is 100% true. Calling ahead to let them know you’ll be late is 100000x better than just showing up late without any notice. Everyone has been late before so most of the time they’ll understand being late. Just don’t make a habit of it
a surprising amount of adulthood so far has consisted of just assuring my friends like, it’s ok if your life feels like an out-of-control tire fire sometimes because it’s really starting to seem like deep down NOBODY has got all their shit together
maybe in the end, growing up is about realizing that your life is always gonna be a little on fire, or at least smoking at the edges, and just gradually learning when to grab the fire extinguisher and when to go, ‘fuck it i’m gonna roast some marshmallows on these embers and go back to sleep’
