In my house, cups and mugs apparently become invisible to everyone but me when they're done drinking out of them, and they remain where they're left. Table, counter, office desk, bathroom counter....POOF. Invisible.
And the progressive mail opening and envelope dropping makes me want to get a P.O box just to control it. H LIVES to open the mail. He deliberately waits a couple minutes after the mail lady comes before he goes to get it, because he doesn't want to "look weird." But then he opens it as he walks through the house and leaves it wherever he happens to be as he opened it. Envelope on the counter by the door, junk mail paper from the envelope at the end of the counter, next envelope on the kitchen table, magazine on the coffee table.....
Post by usuallylurking on Mar 1, 2015 22:32:54 GMT -5
This is my H. I call it flat surface syndrome. Flat surface that's clear?? Better fill it with something! It drives me crazy. He is also like eb777888 's H and will drag in random things from the garage and then I'm like "wtf is this? What do I even DO with it?!" He also likes to just move things. He will "clean" off the dining room table (of his collection of things!) which really means he just moves it to a counter. Eventually it will end up on my desk, which he never touches other than to deposit things, so then I will end up taking are of it all.
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.
I have bowls for my H too. One by the front door for wallet, keys etc and one on his desk for chapstick, glasses cleaner, nail clippers and whatever else he decides need to live on his desk. Before the bowls he's wander around right before leaving for work asking me where his keys, wallet, chapstick etc etc were. We carpooled at the time so it mattered to me that we left on time. The bowls have definitely kept me sane.
H is better than he used to be by a lot... but there are still stacks of dishes in the office and on the counter in the kitchen even when the dishwasher is ready for dirty dishes. WTH? Seriously H.
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.
How do you get him to use these magic bowls?
Put a picture of boobs in it? That would work for my DH.
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.
How do you get him to use these magic bowls?
Fear mainly. It's like training a mouse. Watch him put it down, tell him to put it in the bowl. Repeat.
The clutter in my house is insane. I can only have floor to ceiling furniture because flat surfaces are a magnet. I hate clearing off the dining room table every fucking night.
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