A frustrated wife and mom decides to document her husband's crap. She is joined by several other frustrated bloggers living with packrats and slobs.
Photos document clutter and unfinished chores along with dates in an effort to prove that she is right and he is wrong.
Please do not assume to understand the relationships between the contributors and their spouses based on the content of this blog.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

The Closet From Hell

Here in Lockport New York, we don't have any barrels of clothes in the basement. Here, we have the black hole of clothes on the closet floor. See example at left.

I think those are the dirty and need-to-go-to-dry-cleaners clothes, but who really knows? His bag is under there somewhere, I assume. And yes, that is a beer can on the floor there. It's empty, I checked.

And holy shit....I thought we lost the iron in the move last fall, but look where it's been this whole time....



Sleeping Mommy said...

Our closet floor is full of shoes. And the sad thing is that only three pair are mine. The rest are all his.

Shoes and luggage. Again the luggage? His.

Chicka said...

The least he could've done is left you a full can o' beer - for a peace offering. Ya know? Sheesh.

warcrygirl said...

Yeah, I agree! Too bad it wasn't a full six pack!

Our closet is relatively clutter free, however, Hubby leaves the doors open. This drives me nuts as I believe if you're done with the closet close the damn doors! He leaves them open so he doesn't have to open them at night.


Now he closes his half but leaves mine open so he doesn't have to open my door to pull the light string on and off. Please, just shoot me now.

pantrygirl said...

OMG, that looks like my husband's closet.

kyknoord said...

Interesting. Your hubby and my wife seem to be cut from the same cloth. A ragged, filthy, mould-speckled cloth that has been lying under the kitchen sink for three years.

Chicka said...

Kynoord - ewwwwwwww! That's just wrong.

Sleeping Mommy said...


I really need to post something new here. It hasn't been that I haven't had anything to bitch about, I just haven't had the energy. He's wearing me down.