I hate wasting food. I hate wasting anything. I pride myself on doing a good job at managing the house, saving money to assist in our budget, cooking good food, etc. (Just the other day my 5 year old asked if I was still going to make "menus" when I go to heaven and I was like "What?" and he said "Well, you know, like if you go to heaven....will you still cook this for us, or do I need to learn your skills?")
THAT SAID: I've forgotten my chicken and rice dish (one of our favorites) in the crockpot because I set it aside to cool and had to throw it away the next morning. Two weeks ago, I made lovely ribeye steaks, roasted potatoes, and steamed broccoli....BOTH of us cleaned the kitchen TOGETHER, but I woke up to that extra steak I made (to slice up and make fajitas for lunch) sitting in a dish to put in the fridge....but sitting on the counter. Somehow the dish didn't get IN the fridge? And once, 4 years ago, I made a spinach artichoke dip that was supposed to be sit overnight in the fridge and I was taking it to a party and it was left out. I had to throw it away and make another appetizer for the party real quick.
Accidents happen. I agree with others who said you need to focus on the fact that your husband cleaned the kitchen! That's wonderful. And you would have been upset if he'd put the hot casserole in the fridge to mess up the temp in there, confusing your milk or whatever, right? I sometimes get a little aggravated if something isn't done right but then swallow it and think "Ya know? I could've made that mistake too....and I'm grateful my man helps me" because I know many more men who do NOT help in the kitchen than men who do. I totally understand (and think it was a good idea--kudos) making an extra dish yesterday so that you could just focus on cleaning and not worry about cooking this evening. What I suggest? Tonight could be a take out kind of night. Or a frozen whatever night. We don't eat out too often (I'm very watchful of our budget) and we don't eat frozen foods often, but sometimes a frozen pizza or lasagna, or take out Chinese or whatever, it's just fine. Yesterday I had a CRAZY busy day (3 appointments, among other things, and cleaning my house for guests coming today) and Jeremy called me at 5 and said "Hey---I'm leaving work soon. The weather's great, wanna hit the beach?" I told him I didn't have dinner cooked, but I was game if he was cool with take out. We blew off dinner and had a blast at the beach, and phoned my favorite mexican restaurant for to go orders on the way home.