The things I come up with when I'm thinking about other things

If I could supply a visual for how my day has gone so far, it would be a Cold War-era poster with a Stalinesque-looking gentleman looking fearfully over his shoulder, and the caption would read:

"ARE THERE COMMUNISTS IN YOUR CUPBOARDS?
MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS ORGANIZED
AND IN ITS PROPER PLACE
TO PREVENT SOCIALISTS FROM GAINING A FOOTHOLD!"

My cupboards were a sad, sad mess. Everything was mostly in some sort of order, but I can't figure out who defined the order (it couldn't have been me - no siree! I'm a librarian! Everything is in perfect order in my apartment! Someone must have come in a moved things around when I wasn't home one weekend. Yeah, that's it!)

I took EVERYTHING out of ALL the cupboards*, grouped it by function, and am in the process of putting it all back now. I need to go finish it without further ado before those sneaky Socialists get in there again!

*Except the plates, cups, glasses, and pots and pans - they're all fine where they are.