One of my biggest pet peeves about life in the RV is stuffing things, and the biggest stuffing menace is Katie.
It’s a constant source of friction, albeit humorous friction, between us.
Katie stuffs things into cabinets, and I come behind her to un-stuff and organize.
Here’s what I mean:

A stuffed cabinet. Not so bad if it were at home, but these loose items will be tossed and turned and dumped behind the cabinet wall after four hours of bumpy highway and potholes.

After Mark discovers stuffing and reorganizes.
Katie stuffs things in bins where they don’t belong, combining things in cabinets or bins that don’t make logical sense to be grouped together, like food and crayons.
She stuffs things loose in cabinets so that they fall out when we open the cabinet doors. Or things fall onto the floor in a small gap between the cabinets and shelf so that I have to fish them out.
In the worst case, cabinets are so overly stuffed that the contents overcome the door latch and burst free when we’re driving down the highway.
Last week, I opened up the trailer after a drive on the highway to find out that all of the canned foods she had stacked in our little pantry had spilled onto the floor, rolling around for miles and miles.
I’m thinking I need to institute a program to stifle the stuffing, kind of like a swear jar, but Katie would drop quarters in all day without changing behavior.
She knows I’m writing this blog post, and she’s telling me, “I’ll show you where you can stuff it”.
Any suggestions on the penalty or incentive to stop stuffing?
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