My Wife Has Refrigerator Matryoshka-mania
The Gray Cats - Matryoshka Nesting Dolls
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If you have Slavic friends you no doubt have seen Matryoshka nesting dolls, where each painted wooden doll of decreasing size is found one inside the other.
Now allow me to explain what Refrigerator Matryoshka-mania is: my wife likes to pack our refrigerator with so much food it is nearly impossible to fit anything new into it. In order to make room for even more food, she makes sure that no container is larger than it needs to be and so fits food into smaller and smaller containers as the food is eaten.
For example, I order a quart container of wonton soup from a Chinese restaurant and consume half of it. Shortly after I put the container in the fridge, my wife will spot that it's only half-full and put the soup into a smaller container that accommodates the contents perfectly, leaving room in the fridge for more food.
She does this for everything. Me? If I buy a pint container of grape-tomatoes and eat 5 or 6 of them, I'm perfectly happy putting the original packaging right back into the fridge, even if only a few tomatoes remain. My wife will take the tomatoes and put them into a smaller plastic container. And so it will go through the hours and days, as I eat a few grape tomatoes, the vessel becomes smaller and smaller until it is small enough to hold one baby-tomato.
I believe this is part of my wife's neatness-obsession, see my article Men Leave Things Alone - Women Move Things.
Some of my readers may think this is a very efficient way to make space in a refrigerator, however it is also a great waste of time. I believe my wife blows a few hours every week moving food into smaller and smaller containers. It doesn't matter what size refrigerator we have, she packs it full anyway. A few years ago we bought an extra fridge which we keep in the garage so we would have more room for food.
It's full of food we'll never eat because I rarely go into the garage looking for something to eat. If I didn't love her, I'd have to kill her.