posted on Dec, 28 2013 @ 11:05 PM
reply to post by mblahnikluver
OMG mblah... we are soooooo cut from the same cloth !
I get razzed all the time from people about my "perfectly clean and organized house", but I don't care. I'll bet deep down inside most slobs wish
they could be more clean and organized, but too lazy to take the time to learn and/or choose instead to sit around watching Honey Boo Boo.
We all have our priorities, I guess.
Nothing frustrates me more than having to waste an hour of my day running around the house digging through drawers and closets trying to find
something that wasn't put back where it belonged.
"A place for everything and everything in its place."
Being clean and organized is a no-brainer as far as I'm concerned, how anyone can live in a disaster zone is beyond me.
My hubby is notorious for not putting things back and I stopped picking up after him and putting things away a few years ago. Now I just sit there
sipping on my coffee with a big smirk on my face while he wanders around the house for half an hour cussing up a storm trying to find his phillips
screwdriver because he didn't put it back after he finished using it the last time. Eventually he comes up to me with his head hung low admitting
defeat that he should've put it back.
But being the evil witch that I am, I still won't tell him where I last saw it (even though I know exactly where it's sitting because we clean
freaks make mental note of these things)... instead I just smile and say: "Well hon, I guess you might as well sit down, drink some coffee, and
retrace your steps trying to remember the last time you used it and that's probably where you're bound to find it." I never let him know that I
know exactly where it is.
Revenge is sweet.
But I am slowly getting him house trained... finally...
Unfortunately, Rome wasn't built in a day.