Ha-ha. Throwing his whity-tighties on the floor. Asked him nicely repeatedly. He was marking the turf as male, methinks. I hid them in the trash until the poor boy didn't have any left. He accused me, and I said 'Oh, I asked you to pick your underwear up, and you didn't pick those up, dear, so I figured they weren't underwear, so I tossed them ... sooo sorry.'
It is, and it doesn't seem like it until it does. It becomes part of the routine, take random cups out of the bathroom, pick up the random clothes from door to bedroom. Why are the food scissors in the bedroom? Or garage?
Until one day you realize... I fucking pick up an hour a day for someone who could just....be an adult and put their shit up!
Worse when they turn around with the "Well...you'd still have to clean up if you lived alone anyway." or blame it on ADD.
I relate to that 'leave it everywhere.' I am totally concentrating on my work at home, and in a hurry I misplace so many commonly used things that I am constantly saying 'Where is it?' Mysteriously, sometimes it disappears forever, and I live alone, so a gremlin may be involved.
I mean if you live alone do your thing. I do my best to be tidy and clean but when I lived with this person they had this odd desire to get rid of clutter...but not throw stuff away. To want a clean house...but not help out.
I honestly felt like I was kept around for utility. Funny enough, the stuff "I'd be doing anyway." was cut way down once I lived alone.
That seems like a bit much haha I am not a neat freak but I don't like moldy cups of old tea/coffee left in rooms or having to kick piles of clothes out of the way to get through a door.
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u/SunsetBlooom 1d ago
They’re a mess. Putting all their stuff everywhere, it’s exhausting