Invisible Jobs
Jun 14th 2007
Claudia DainMy Life As A Plebe
I don’t know about you, but in my house there are certain jobs that only I do. It’s not that I’m the only one capable of doing them. It’s that I seem to be the only one who SEES that the job needs doing.
You know what I mean.
In my house, I’m the only one who wipes off the kitchen counter. I wipe off the kitchen counter the first thing in the morning because it’s covered in crumbs, which is a real mystery since I wipe off the kitchen counter just before I go to bed. Hmmm. All day long, the same routine. I wipe, I leave the room, I come back…crumbs, jam, a dirty spoon, a puddle of water, a blob of mayonnaise. I wipe again.
The only reason I’m not calling GhostBusters is that I don’t live alone. I know there are actual people doing the deed, or not doing the deed as defined by wiping off the counters.
But that’s not all. I also am the only one to water the potted plants. Without me, they’d be dead in a week. I don’t think they appreciate how special I am; if they did, they’d bloom more.
I am the only one who throws away the junk mail. I am the only one who opens the mail and throws away the empty, torn envelope. Without me, this house would be knee-deep in ripped envelopes, not that anyone would notice.
My mother faced the same issues, which is frightening. Is this progress? My father would meticiously wipe off the kitchen table with one hand and catch the crumbs in the other…and then he’d dust his hands off right over the clean kitchen floor. He did this every day of my life in that house. Every day my mother would grumble and complain while she wiped up the crumbs from the floor. My dad was oblivious. He was truly oblivious. He couldn’t SEE the crumbs on the floor, only the ones on the table entered his reality.
I think my reality is too big. I see it all. I see that the dog hair is piling up in the corners. I see that the dish towel is grimy. I see that the counters are covered in jam and peanut butter.
What I don’t see is that my gas tank is empty or that the car needs an oil change or that the vacuum cleaner bag is overflowing into the machinery and killing the machine. (Was that what that noise was?)
But I don’t bother to feel guilty about those little things. I’m too busy wiping the kitchen counters.
What do you do that no one else does? What do you not do that (according to some people) you’re supposed to do?
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49 Responses to “Invisible Jobs”
Sabrina Jeffries on 14 Jun 2007 at 8:34 am #
Well, you’ve pretty well described MY reality. I’ve never run out of gas, but I’ve come very close a time or two. I’m the only one who wipes counters, too, except that my annoyance at the situation means I only wipe them when I can’t stand it anymore (what is it with men and counters?).
Torn envelopes, ditto. I throw away any catalog I know neither of us want. Unfortunately, that leaves a lot that dh might want. He looks at them, decides he doesn’t want them, and PUTS THEM BACK DOWN WHERE THEY WERE. What is it with men and trash cans???
Sorry, I know it’s not a man thing, but really, it drives me batty.
SuzyQ on 14 Jun 2007 at 8:51 am #
Well, my dh is a bit of a neat freak so in the cleaning department we both have that covered.
The job that no one else seems to care about is feeding the fish. If it wasn’t for me, they’d all be floating. I did however have help once. I happened to walk by the fish tank and saw the murky water. I couldn’t believe the tank could get that dirty overnight. Then I saw it . . . flake food all over the top of the tank. I picked up the container of food and it was empty. My son had dumped the entire food in the tank - his response “they looked hungry”.
Oh, and don’t get me started on the laundry . . .
cail on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:04 am #
i’m the only one in the apartment who cleans the dish towels. my roommate is always convinced that they’re clean enough to dry dishes with. i disagree.
Aimee on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:04 am #
I do it all, I get all of them up in morning and every morning my husband grumbles “who turned off the alarms?” That would be me the first time they went off and I lay out their clothes and I take the kids to my mom to watch and I pack my husband off to work and I head to work then I get home do the laundry cook dinner take out the trash wash the dishes wipe every thing down. Get them ready for bed and give them their baths wipe the toothpast off the sink after they brush their teeth and make the hubby lay down and rub his back till he falls asleep they are all very spoiled. I even do the repairs to the house (carpenter’s daughter) However I don’t notice things when it comes to the car it is a ritual now my husband’s day off is tuesday and every tuesday he gets into our van and goes and says “oh look go figure the low gas light is on” I am always shocked by this even though it happens the week before.
Nicole Jordan on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:06 am #
Fortunately my dh and I are compatable in the neat dept, and after many years together we have most jobs divided. He actually does the laundry and grocery shopping and sorts the mail and pays the bills… all jobs I used to do when he was working 60 hours a week and traveling most days.
So if he forgets to wipe down the counter or can’t find something right in front of his nose, I’m inclined to forgive him!
I still do most of the cooking, dishes, bed-making, yardwork, etc. And since those aren’t his “jobs” he rarely helps unless I ask. Same thing for me and his jobs, though. I actually had to wash a load of laundry this week bc he was traveling, and I did not have fun. *G*
NicoleJ
Karen Rose on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:19 am #
I am DH-less this week as my hubby has gone to visit his brother. The first day he was gone I forgot to eat. I woke up really hungry the next day. I had to run errands that day, so I (pathetically) went to Wendy’s and stocked up on Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers, potatoes and chili. Into the frig it went. Microzapped, it’s not so bad. Lest you think that too gross, yesterday I did go to the grocery store and bought some cut up fruit and one of those vegetable party platters, plus frozen pizzas in every variety. This way I can eat the fruit and not have scurvy by the time DH comes home, which was his prediction.
Oh, and I bought Haagen-Das. Yum. I don’t have to share it either. But I do miss him.
Karen Rose on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:20 am #
Oh, and the dishes are starting to pile up in the sink. I’m thinking paper plates is good. Not really. I do know how to run the dishwasher. Maybe. Laundry is not my thing, but I can wash my gym clothes with few mishaps. My DH does quite a lot of the invisible jobs, I think.
Sabrina Jeffries on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:47 am #
To be fair, my husband does most of the laundry and dishwasher loading. But then he CREATES most of the laundry and dish dirtying (he can use a glass to drink water out of, then five minutes later take a new glass to drink water out of. By the end of the day, we have WAY more dishes than one would expect for three people, two of whom are never home).
I do cooking, grocery shopping, and all the organizational stuff of the household. We both do child care (with him doing slightly more of it). As with Nicole, we have “our” jobs, but the envelope and counter cleaning thing still drive me crazy. Along with the fact that he drops his clothes wherever he steps out of them instead of putting them into the hamper.
Julia London on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:50 am #
DO. NOT. GET. ME. STARTED! Countertops — the DH or the steps will do the kitchen and be all proud of themselves, and all I can see is the jelly smear on the counter.
Dog hair — no one sees it but me. It is two inches thick and covers everything. But I am the only one who sees it.
Dog — only one who sees them. They could put up a billboard saying they need to go out, but unless its on ESPN, no one but me sees it.
But the DH is very good about helping. So good in fact….I had to ask him not to help with the laundry. It hurt his feelings. I tried very gently to explain that stuffing the washing machine as full of clothes as he could get it does not actually help them get clean, but it was too late. I hurt his feelers.
Julia London on 14 Jun 2007 at 9:52 am #
Oh, P.S. — he does the grocery shopping and for that, he gets five million jelly smear passes. I despise the grocery store. He likes to go because I “spend too much on all that healthy stuff.” So I write the healthy stuff down on a list and send him.
Then he comes home and complains that they are jacking the prices up and he’s so on to them. It becomes a challenge to him to get what we need for some ridiculously low $$$ — but somehow he does it!
Kasey on 14 Jun 2007 at 11:24 am #
I don’t really have that problem at the moment because I live alone. So if there is some crumbs on the counter or mess in the lviing room, I can only blame it on myself. But I am pretty good at cleaning up after myself so I don’t usually have that stuff happen.
Keri Ford on 14 Jun 2007 at 11:46 am #
I can’t complain about my DH for the most part. It’s my ‘job’ to do all the house work since I stay at home, but when I get behind on the the laundry or dishes, he jumps in without me asking to help. He does most of the cooking since he’s a picky eater, most of his meals come out of the microwave or off the grill. He even puts the seat back down (though I should mention, he only does that cause he nearly fell in one time). He keeps up the yard work unless I’m feeling frisky and want to do it myself. The only thing he refuses to do is the bills. I’m a pretty lucky gal.
Kay on 14 Jun 2007 at 11:57 am #
My Dh (brag, brag) does more than his share of invisible jobs. He feeds the pets and is fantastic in the kitchen. He is NOT allowed to do laundry, and the plants are my dept. When he goes to the grocery store, he comes home with something exotic (strange) that nobody eats.
My children have been assigned trash and compost duty, along with setting the table, and clearning. They shovel snow and mow the lawn. It would be easier for me to do it myself, but I am determind that they will learn to load the dishwasher. LOL
My oldest was taught how to do laundry at middle school this year. They have a version of Home Ec, called Family and Community Science, that teaches basic laundry, some cooking and food safety, along with personal safety and some other stuff. It’s half the year. I scoffed at the beginning of the year, but when he wants his favorite clothes washed RIGHT NOW, I can delegate it. YEAH!
They mail would pile up FOREVER if I didn’t retrieve and sort it.
Kay on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:02 pm #
Julia–we taught our dog to ring a string of bells when she wants to go out. If the door isn’t opened when the bells ring, she barks LOUDLY and my youngest child always lets her out. He can’t stand barking.
MJ on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:13 pm #
The one that stands out in my memory, primarily because my ex did, and my sister still does, suffer from this particular blindness….is the inability to see the empty toilet paper roll. Certain people seem to feel that if a tiny shred of paper, not large enough to assist a gnat in the intended use, is still adhering, they don’t have to put a new roll on.
I realize this pales in comparison to the MANY more labour-intensive invisible jobs I do…. particularly the constant picking up stuff…. but it is the most annoying for some reason.
(-;
Ronlyn on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:16 pm #
Oh my good God, WHY can’t they see the crumbs on the counter?? Or, better yet, my DH will watch me wipe down the counters…waiting for me to finish, then will pull out the bread and make a sandwich and walk away leaving the crumbs on the counter. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
It works out nicely.
Or, let’s see, there was the time that DH “helped” by emptying the dishwasher. He piled all sorts of items on the counters because “I didn’t know where the plates went.” *eyes bugging out of my head* we’d lived in that apartment for 2 years. That evening I took sticky notes and labeled every cupboard and drawer with what was in there. (He wasn’t very amused with my plan to help him locate the “missing” plates.) LOL
I think you hit the nail on the head with the fact that they simply don’t “see” the same things we do. I’ve started making a list of 5-ish items every day that I would like done that day. That way he knows what needs to be done and we don’t have to bicker about it.
Ronlyn on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:21 pm #
the other thing that cracks me up is how guys just *think* differently. I was sent home to rest one day (due to high blood pressure and my OB wasn’t happy with it) and DH wanted to help me relax…so he took my car in to get detailed. Really, we were moving that weekend, there were boxes EVERYWHERE that needed to be packed and he’s thinking my car is causing my stress?
I admit, I don’t notice when the cars need to be washed. And, how often are you supposed to change the vacuum cleaner bag? Most things though, I notice.
Julia London on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:25 pm #
Kay, we moved into this house two years ago, and my dogs are now 13. Its all I can do to get them to go out — I can’t imagine trying to teach them a new trick. But next dog….NEXT DOG will ring bells! (that’s a great idea).
MJ, I forgot about the toilet paper roll. Another annoying blindness. And then DH will have the nerve to tell me he changed it in 1998 or something equally ridiculous!
Ronlyn, I laughed so hard when I read that! I swear my husband doesn’t even hear himself. Every day when the coffee is ready — “Where are the cups?” EVERY SINGLE DAY
Ronlyn on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:32 pm #
Tomorrow morning put a big sign on the cupboard door “CUPS ARE IN HERE”
See how long it takes him to notice. LOL.
Big goof ball.
When we just moved I wound up putting the dresser drawers away. I switched DH’s sock drawer and underware drawer. Drove him crazy, but do you think he simply moved the drawers? Nope…that took at least a month.
zambonigirl on 14 Jun 2007 at 12:46 pm #
Ah, the joys of being single and having no children. The dirt’s all mine, and I clean up after it. The only thankless things that I do is cleaning out the cages. The pigs have the audacity to act like I’m disrupting their very carefully laid living room. Hay for the bed, poop in one corner, pigloos scattered in a very feng-shui manner…then I come along and empty it all out and lay down clean bedding. And God forbid I should wash their water bottles! Woodstock actually gave me this really pitiful look on Monday after I washed his “favorite” (they’ll only drink out of the one) bottle. The bird is a little more appreciative of his clean water and cage. The cage he eyes for a few hours and then poops around it, and the water must be used for a bath as soon as possible.
I swear, I have a life outside my pets. They’re just sometimes more interesting.
colinfirthfan on 14 Jun 2007 at 1:20 pm #
Empty TP roll - check
Counter crumbs - Check
Dining table mess- check
Cooking - Check
Any general cleaning - check
What I won’t do - TAXES!
He cleans up the mail and we both fill the cars with gas and take them for oil change (when he says they are due)
My DH and I have a deal - he unloads the dishwasher, I load it. If the dishes are piling up because he hasnt unloaded then he loads (and I have to reload it after)
He has to do put 2 loads of laundry in each week - I do the remaining 3 and I put away all 5 loads of laundry (so he does laundry our once in 3 weeks and I do the kids and the sheets etc.. everyweek)
I do nearly all the cooking. He will occassionaly cut veggies for me. Sometimes cooks if I am lazy.
He gets the kids breakfast - helps one kids change. I pack lunches. He drops 1 kid, I drop 1 kid. Most days I pick the kids up. Days I work late he picks up the kids and makes them dinner.
We split most of the stuff but not all of it.
dbrown3400 on 14 Jun 2007 at 2:06 pm #
Like some of you, I live alone so there is no one to blame for my clutter of books, CDs and DVDs or undusted surfaces. But those, along with TV, are my entertainment outside of work except the reviews I write for Romantic Times. There are others where I live who have nothing in their apartments except a bed, a TV and their armoire. We live in supportive housing so the basic furniture is the same.
They don’t have books, which to me is a crime, nor anything else except the television they watch during the hours they don’t sleep. There are some, of course, who carpet their floors with dirty clothes. I’ve added as many bookcases as my blank walls will allow and a new computer so I can order online. *g*
I have Amazon voice-trained to pre-order Goddess books with one-click, and other authors (are there any?), CDs and DVDs to do the same.
Donna
Claudia Dain on 14 Jun 2007 at 2:18 pm #
Honestly, it’s amazing to me what some people see and don’t see. I’m not blaming anyone! Honest!! It’s one of those fascinating studies that some social scientist ought to do.
I mean, I’ll see a car and notice that it’s red. My husband will see the same car and notice something about the tires or the rims or something equally non-essential to the basic fact that A) it was a car and B) it was red and C) it was on the right side of the road and no hazard to me.
He can’t believe what I can’t see about that car. I can’t believe that he can’t find the washcloths in the linen cupboard or know where the salad bowl goes. We’ve lived in this house for 18 years!!! I haven’t moved anything!
colinfirthfan on 14 Jun 2007 at 2:55 pm #
Ditto Claudia!
My husband will occasionally ask me what I think of a car and I nearly always say - It’s Ok. It looks like a car!
Unless it is a Ferrari or something I wouldn’t even notice!
Aimee on 14 Jun 2007 at 3:06 pm #
I can’t even pick my car out of a line up if it wasn’t for the kids car seats I did manage to get him to take our oldest to school a little this year but usually I do that too. I also pick her up and take her to her karate classes
amy1242 on 14 Jun 2007 at 3:16 pm #
My DH does the taxes. Period. Nothin’ else. Never, ever. On a daily basis I think, “What did I get myself into?!” My kids are 9 and 11 and fold the laundry, pick up their own stuff and put the dog out and feed it, but only when I ask, as I’m often too busy doing all the rest of the crap! Where did some of you ladies find husbands that actually “work” at home? What a blessing that would be!! Maybe in my next life…….note to subconscious self.
Claudia Dain on 14 Jun 2007 at 3:24 pm #
Yeah, but Amy, maybe he’s doing stuff that’s invisible to you?
I know my husband and kids aren’t aware of the stuff I do because it’s invisible to them. If the countertops in the kitchen were coated with an inch layer of glue, I don’t think they’d notice.
Invisible!
Claudia Dain on 14 Jun 2007 at 3:40 pm #
I keep thinking about cars, and about how I can’t tell one from another. If there were ever a crime committed and the police needed a description of the getaway car from me, the best they’d get is whether it was a truck, a car, or a minivan. And the color. Some witness I’d make!!
I also don’t “see” gas stations, billboards, fast food restaurants, route numbers. I do notice Interstate signs (different from route #s in my weird brain), malls, pretty houses, majestic trees.
“Oh, so I turn at that huge weeping cherry tree?”
“Well, I don’t know about the tree, but it’s Route 10.”
Uh-huh.
Lismore on 14 Jun 2007 at 4:15 pm #
It is so nice to know that I am not alone with the invisible jobs.
What I don’t get is how they can’t possibly notice that the counter tops are sticky etc…
The poor pooch won’t even make an effort to go over to DH and DD if he needs to be fed or go out because he knows they ignore him.
What put me over the edge one time was being asked why there were dirty dishes in the sink, since I had to leave early one morning and didn’t get to them. Did it occur to anyone to do them?? No.
Brandy on 14 Jun 2007 at 4:21 pm #
I do everything, but that is because I am a SAHM and I homeschool our children. We’ve been married for 14 years and this is the first year he has decided to do the lawn care. Even then it’s a 50/50 split that on eof us does it. We have cats, but do you think he or our children know how to feed them and give them fresh water? Eh, no. Jus this year I have sat hubs down and told him I need help. So, he empty’s the cat litter at night, I get it in the morning, every other bath for our Son, he gives and he needs to take care of the yard. And I so hear you on the crumbs! My 12 year old is the worst!
My mom told me a long time ago that men are just wired differently. I believe it.
Claudia Dain on 14 Jun 2007 at 4:34 pm #
My dog and cat have it figured out. If they want to go out or get fed, I’m the go-to girl. Forget staring meaningfully at anyone else in the house! My DH tries, he’ll come home and ask almost every day if the dog has been fed. This is incomprehensible to me. The dog has a certain *look* when he wants to be fed and if he’s been fed, he doesn’t have the LOOK.
The LOOK is invisible to DH.
It must be like being color blind!
Julia London on 14 Jun 2007 at 4:41 pm #
Claudia I am the same way about cars. I know nothing about them, don’t want to know, don’t notice them. I never heard of rims or all that stuff they put on them. The only thing I care about is that MY car has all the creature comforts on the inside. AC, good sound, and goes fast.
We have a running joke in my house. My husband will say, “I’m thinking of getting a tundra.”
I say, “a what?”
He says, “you never heard of a tundra?’
I say, “is this car-related? Are you asking me a car-related question? What’s the rule?”
He says (totally dejected). “if its cars, you don’t do it.”
Brandy (twolilhahas) on 14 Jun 2007 at 4:57 pm #
I’m the same way with cars. I can tell you what color it is and which way it was going, but that’s it. I think the invisible job I do is putting laundry away. The kids notice if it hasn’t been done, but not if it has. lol Oh well…
MizMacgyver on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:02 pm #
It is just me and my son here and basically, I do it all. I can’t get him to close the bread bag after he makes a sandwich, I would love to have a nickel for every loaf of bread that has gone to the garbage. Cans, glasses, empty snack bags laying around all over. He has no concept of pick it up and put it in the trash. I tell him to take out the trash, before it falls in the floor. He does mow the lawn, when I say, Patrick, let’s go, time to mow the lawn. He is 17 and every morning I say, brush your teeth and put on deodorant, if I forget to say it, it isn’t done. 7:00 Patrick put the dishes away, he says, where do they go? I say, where did you get them from son? 8:00, Patrick, get in the shower. 9:00 Patrick, pick up your room, put it in the trash, not on the counter. Every single day.
Judy F on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:13 pm #
I live alone too so its up to me. With working two jobs most days I am happy if I get the garbage out and the dishes done.
At my day job, why is it only me that sees the copier is out of paper. I swear I load it every single day. We have one lady I believe doesn’t know how to get her reports off the printer, you go up there to get yours and you keep looking and looking and they are all hers till you finally see your lonely one report.
don’t get me started about the ice cube trays there either.
At my part time job since our female manager has left and we now have a male manager things are going down hill fast. Since the top three level folks are male they don’t know the meaning of cleaning up. THere is stuff all over the cash wrap were before it was all neat and tidy. I only work two days a week every time I come in its like I start all over making it neat.
MizMacgyver on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:14 pm #
Mike, oh Mike, where are you Mike? I know you know about Invisible Jobs…
uh, ladies, we lost Mike back on the “When Wearing, Wears On Me” blog. When I last saw him he was exiting stage left and blushing……LOL I think he went to make cookies.
Claudia Dain on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:24 pm #
Julia!!! I’m adopting that RULE. I want that rule to rule my household and my life. Bliss, I tell you, to never have to listen to car stuff again.
True story: Very soon after our 25 anniversary, DH was going off again on some car related topic and I looked at him and said very, very seriously, “I love you and I will always love you, but I can’t *do* the car thing anymore. I don’t care about cars. I don’t want to have to force myself to listen to car stuff even once more. You’re going to have to find someone else to talk about cars with because, after 25 years, I’m done.”
From the look on his face you would have thought I’d told him I wasn’t going to “do” something else entirely. *G*
The problem is that he still talks cars—-with my 2 sons. It’s mind-numbing, being trapped in the car with the 3 of them. It’s all cars, all the time. I’m pretty sure my ears bleed.
RachelG on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:32 pm #
Oh, I hate the crumbs brushed off the counter onto the floor thing. What is UP with that. My husband does it and it drive me crazy.
I’m the only who seems to be able to run the vacuum. My husband doesn’t even know how to turn it on. But . . . I don’t mow the yard. I’d much rather vacuum than mow.
MizMacgyver on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:36 pm #
JudyF, I sympathize with the work thing, it isn’t just at home for sure. I have had people come to my desk and ask if I can change the toner on the copier or the printer. My response…no, but I will be happy to show you how. I ruined myself many years ago (hence the name MizMacgyver) but I have finally learned that just because I know how to do something doesn’t mean I am the only one that does it.
Claudia Dain on 14 Jun 2007 at 5:48 pm #
I can run the vacuum, but I can’t change the bag. It takes more mechanical skill, and more muscle, than I have!
Just this AM, DH had to change the bag (because I did finally notice that it smelled funny and was making a weird sound) and the dog hair and dust was pushing out of the bag, a long tube of dog hair stuck in the hose…just a complete mess. Poor DH is muttering, “You really need to change this bag more often, Claudia.”
Uh, yeah, I know. It just sort of slips off my radar. I’m sure he could write a blog about how anything to do with a machine falls into my invisible category—machinery happens to be his favorite category.
It was destiny that we meet.
He completes me. ROFL
DebMarlowe on 14 Jun 2007 at 7:43 pm #
Before I sat down to read this blog, I had to remove the plate and two dirty glasses that the dh left here yesterday. No kidding.
But he’s handy about the big projects like hardwood floors, car maintenance and tiling, so I don’t complain. Too much.
Ronlyn on 14 Jun 2007 at 10:57 pm #
I thought of another thing that is off *my* radar. DH was very proud of himself today for cleaning the rain gutters. Um, ok, I know there are gutters on the house. And, it does make sense that leave and things would get in there, sure. But, clean the gutters? Really??
The same thing happened when he disconnected the big hose thing from the dryer to blow the lint out of it. You mean the lint trap doesn’t get ALL the lint? And some gets into that hose thing and can’t get out? Huh. Who knew??
Claudia Dain on 15 Jun 2007 at 7:43 am #
Oh, Ronlyn, kindred sister!! You’ve named two things I would never think about. Ever.
My husband just changed the brake fluid in the brake lines of my car, saying (so very seriously) that it was important to change the brake fluid regularly so that the brakes would function perfectly.
There’s fluid? In the brakes? Isn’t it just Fred Flintstone’s big foot or something?
Ronlyn on 15 Jun 2007 at 9:06 am #
LOL….I would never think of brake fluid or power steering fluid (which I only know exists because I got a stern talking to once about running out of it.) Sweetie, if it isn’t gas or oil, I don’t know where it goes or why it goes into the car.
You got me with the brake fluid. I never would have thought about it.
Nancy on 16 Jun 2007 at 8:38 pm #
In my house its laundry. I was short of time one day and just left a basket with DH’s clean underwear on the bed. That night, DH put it on the floor next to his dresser. He got dressed out of the laundry basket for two days before I asked him why he didn’t put it away. He just looked at me. It really just never occured to him.
Tracy on 17 Jun 2007 at 12:27 pm #
In my house…its EVERYTHING. I tell ya what, if the bathtub was filled with grime and dirt, someone in this house would just throw a rug over it and pretend like it’s not there. I’d rather shower in a clean tub, so I get to clean it. Same goes with all of the sinks and floors. I think the people around here would just rather find a way to cover it up than clean it, so I end up doing it all. And someone up there mentioned how even if the dog put up a billboard saying that it needed to go out, no one would notice - that’s the story of my poor dog’s life.
But if I consider what it would be like if I didn’t have all these messy people around for me to clean up after, I think “what would I have to complain about?”. I wouldn’t know how to live in a clutter/dirt-free house.
Christine on 18 Jun 2007 at 8:27 pm #
In my house it’s the shoes. I am still clueless on this one. I keep a basket by the door to make it easy for everyone. It just never fails though, when I walk in the house from work everyones shoes are beside the basket. After all these years you would think I would be used to it, but it still drives me crazy!!!!!
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