Last Night’s Martini Glass
Walking into the living room, she was assaulted with the visual cacophony of his clothes, his mail, his magazines, his shoes, jacket and tie and last night’s martini glass! How many times had she asked him to put his stuff away? A hundred, a thousand? Nagging and yelling didn’t work. Threatening to toss the stuff out fell on deaf ears.
She began to pick up various articles of clothing, grimacing at this relentless never-ending chore. If only he would just clean up after himself, if only I didn’t give a shit the way he obviously doesn’t! Ridiculous! It’s enough already!
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“visual cacophony” — nice!
I just read an article about how to peacefully co-habitate with a loved one. The main advice was to let the other person be, including if they leave things around. I read it and thought it was great advice, but would it really work if one person was just horribly lazy/messy. I think this gives the answer. 😉
Ugh, I can relate to this kind of frustration, I used to live with it! It seems to me that adults should be responsible enough to pick up after themselves. I understand the logic of leaving their mess for them, but it can reach a point where the other person does not enjoy living in the clutter and chaos. You wrote this very well, I could feel her pain, and would have been tempted to send the martini glass flying in his direction!! 🙂
Thanks Josie Two Shoes for stopping by to read my blog post and thanks for your kind words. I say throw the stuff out!