This is why I never speak
While cleaning off the top of the refrigerator, my spouse picks up my To-Go Ware and asks, "Where should I put this?"
Well, I like it on top of the refrigerator so I can grab it easily, methinks to myself. Instead, I say, "Store it down with the pots and pans."
"Do you think that's a good place?" she asks.
Obviously, or I wouldn't have said it.
She does this to me all the time: Asks me a question and then questions my answer, making me feel either insane or stupid. Then if I reiterate, she finds some reason why my idea is stupid. Needless to say, my To Go Ware is neither on top of the fridge nor with the pots, but stored in the dishwasher.