Flatware Love.

You know they want to be together!

(Remember last week when you caught little spoon on desert forks side!)
You know it wasn't the first time.
 You can't control this.
They want to be together.
It's time to tear down the plastic walls.


It's not your fault, so don't feel ashamed. But it really is time to move forward.

No doubt the cutlery organizer has been around as long as mankind. I'm sure it was the first thing the caveman ever carved out of stone, presented to his woman.
"Ooga  uga iga ooog" he said, which is caveman for "forks go on the right".
Cave woman was glad. This gave her something to do while she was secretly thinking about a stone-age version of Matt Dylan.
"Oga igo oooog" she said (which means "oh cool! Thanks and you can let go of my hair now")

  Cave woman had a small brain, so it seems like a time saver. She had not yet developed the intelligence to realize that while setting the cave table was about to become a bit simpler, putting the stone/flat ware away was going to take longer. The benefit had cancelled itself out. If she was smart she'd of said "ggoga uki oook", which means "what a colossal waste of time!" in caveman.

Time passed, the dinosaurs died, Jesus was born, explorers sailed the world, a million ideas and theories, tried/tested and dismissed. So what really is the point of the cutlery tray?

Why are we still trying so hard to keep the knives and spoons apart?
Why do we spend so much of our lives protecting the dinner forks from the dessert forks?

(My socks and my bras touch each other all day long...without any obvious consequences (that I know of). Sometimes I toss scarves and underwear in there.
Nothing bad has ever happened.)

Simply put, the cutlery tray is a weapon of suppression, a tool of the paranoid, an enabler to the obsessive compulsive.
The cutlery tray keeps the big spoons and the little spoons apart-(gulp.. it breaks up families!)

I know you want to control something- but you need to find something else. Let go of this primitive notion. This forced separation is futile.
Fork, knife and spoon we're meant to be together. They want to be together. They will be together!
Eventually, even IKEA won't be able to keep them apart.
It's time to dump them all into a heap and be done with it!

Friend, you and your cave-ancestors thought you were in control but you're not.
Put your ear close to the drawer.
They are laughing at you.
The spoon, the fork, the dessert fork, the butter knife, the ice cream scoop...the spatula...

 They've been doing it at the bottom of the sink the whooooole time!