That makes them feel the need to fill every clean and empty surface with clutter?
I clean off the kitchen counters and 30 seconds later H has crap from Home Depot spread out and S has coloring pages, crayons, and Legos everywhere. Neither of them are doing anything with the shit they left behind.
I cleaned off the cabinet in the foyer, H's keys, wallet, sunglasses and a book were dumped within 5 minutes. He has drawers in this cabinet specifically for these items.
I don't even want to tell you what my table looks like on a regular basis.
Every single time I clean the sink, H has to shave. And the kids! Every time I clean their bathroom, they spray the mirror with toothpaste, or drop the tube on the floor and step on it. Omg.
If you are serious, kindly see yourself out because YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY PAIN!
I am completely kidding! I scrubbed the bathroom yesterday and what did DH decide to do today? Buzz his hair, and trim his beard. So there's hair everywhere. EVERYWHERE.
every time the bathroom is clean, h decides to fucking trim his nose and ear hair and not clean it up. Wtf. Hello. Not cool.
If you are serious, kindly see yourself out because YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY PAIN!
I am completely kidding! I scrubbed the bathroom yesterday and what did DH decide to do today? Buzz his hair, and trim his beard. So there's hair everywhere. EVERYWHERE.
I cleaned the front hall because it was a disaster zone. Empty boxes from amazon deliveries, tools, a bunch of DHs crap. I got rid of all of it. He comes home from his trip and dumps all his shit in the front hall. I've been nagging him all weekend, still hasn't moved it.
Post by EmilieMadison on Mar 1, 2015 19:51:08 GMT -5
I guess I'm more male when it comes to this, and DH is more female. I'm ok with clutter and tend to let things go and he's like "OMG A CUP! PUT IT AWAY!" lol
I do feel like H is a neat person in general. He's definitely not a pig or anything but dang. He leaves a trail of little things everywhere all the time- change, receipts (SO MANY FUCKING RECEIPTS), mints. And then there's the shit he drags in from the garage like flashlights and screwdrivers and I'm constantly finding random shit that I don't even know what it is and don't know what to do with. Like, what's this piece of metal with two screws in it? WHERE DO I PUT IT?? Put it fucking away!
OMGGGGGGG, yes. And it's not like I'm the tidiest person in the world, but H is beyond helping. He's OOT at the moment, and I was just now marveling at how clear the kitchen counters are. No medical journals/watches/wallets/keys/random work shit he's never going to do at home/HATS/what have you cluttering up my nice clean space. Know how much space my stuff occupies on the counters? Twelve inches by six inches, because that's how big my current purse is.
God, yes. And the craziest part is that h totally acknowledges it's more calming and enjoyable to have things relatively clutter-free. But god forbid I throw anything away without talking to him first. Ugh. I just wait until I have the house to myself for a little bit and then throw stuff out. And it appears to be brand new information every time I tell him we actually need to clean regularly. Now I'm all fired up, lol
I might murder my H if he doesn't stop putting recycling all over the place instead of just opening up the cupboard and putting it in the bin. He spreads cans and wine bottles all over the already cluttered bar top.
This post is making me feelso much better. I thought my H was a special kind of gross with the shaved hair particles all over the sink. I get so exhausted following behind everyone cleaning and re-cleaning.
And he puts the stupidest stuff in prime space! Like, I clear prime space for hats and gloves by the front door. He sees an open spot and thinks "Golly, that's a great spot to store the crock pot."
it's the opposite at our house. I'm the slob, DH is the OCD clean one. I do like things to be clean, but I put things down and just... forget to pick them up.
hi725, I have the opposite problem. Every time even one thing is left in the sink, or on the counter, H goes through a slash-and-burn campaign to "rid the world of all the clutter". Drives me INSANE.
I bought various pretty bowls for his things. There's one on a table for his receipts and bullshit from his pockets. There's one on the bathroom counter for his watch and other various bullshit he accumulates. I clean them out often. It keeps me sane.
Between H and the kids, I feel like I am constantly clearing the counters. The worst is that H keeps his big lunch cooler right on prime counter space. Plus his keys, wallet, phone, laptop, and TWO iPads – they are always right in the middle of everything. It drives me insane.