Before I met my wonderful hubby my house was finally, well, in my eyes, perfect. Everything had a place and I was pretty diligent about making sure stuff was in its place too.
Then I met my guy and well, he subscribes to a slightly different theory than I do apparently.
He is notorious for leaving piles everywhere and I really can tell how long he's been in one spot by how many coke cans are next to it. UGH!!!!!!!!!!
I love him dearly but can't seem to get him to realize the chaos drives me up the wall. Ideas? Subtle ideas? Not so subtle ones?
I'm open to them all! I want my kitchen counter back!!! :)
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