Take a look at our bedroom. Guess which side is his?
This has been like this for three days. You can't see the backpacks, books, and clothes that are on the floor. (I can't get another photo to upload). The clothes rotate from the floor/sidetable to the bed. He so does not see this mess. I go out to the talk tonight...I come home and the kids books are everywhere after their stories are being read to them...dishes still left from dinner. It is a rareity to come home and have dishes done for me. I am so over asking him to clean up. I just do it myself now as I know it will get done. He hardly ever does dishes as a result. Oh yeah and whilst I'm on my rant...he unpugged my computer and replaced it with his. Did not turn mine off even though I was using it to recharge my ipod. He just let it run flat. Oh yeah not even sure if my ipod even got charged because he gave my ipod to my 2 and 1/2 year old son to play with and does not care about it enough (because it is not his) so he now has no idea where it is. So much for innocently leaving my ipod at home to charge it up....now I don't have one. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr I try so hard to keep order in the house and my husband just does not extend his intellegent mind into these areas and just does not seem to mind living like a sloth. HELP!!!!
I so dream of living by myself. No smelly feet, no smelly bodies, no smelly underwear, things left where you left them. I miss my own room. Just with my stuff. Suppose I had better be careful what I wish for. Any ideas though?? Does anyone else live with a slob??