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.

Monday, August 29, 2005

My Husband is a Stacker

I haven't posted anything in a while and it's not because I haven't had anything to bitch about. Quite simply the man has been wearing me down.

But I won't let him break me. I SWEAR IT! I will not bend. I will not give in. I will not give up. I will continue to push for cleanliness and organization. As God is my witness I will never let sleeping dogs lie.

Whatever right?

Anyway, my husband is a stacker. Case in point:

This is the top of his dresser. He just throws shit up there. I see at least three items that don't even belong in our room. They belong to the kids.

He makes no attempt at organization. He maybe cleans it off about once a year, and that is usually when I decide to rearrange the bedrooms. He doesn't realize that one of the reasons I rearrange the furniture so often is that it's my way of MAKING him clean out his stuff. It wouldn't get done any other way. I stack it all on his side of the bed and make him go through it.

Now for another extreme example of stacking and disorganization.

My husband's field of occupation is the car and home entertainment industry. Currently he's exclusively working on the car side of the market but he's always got a toe on the home side too.

He loves his field and uses it as an excuse to collect as well as an excuse to always have the top of the line (that we can afford after he's wrangled one of his famous deals) in the industry. Below you will find the clutter that can be found in our media closet.

This "closet" was originally a wet bar when we moved into our house. When he realized there was a closet with shelving and storage room in the family room he promptly did a little dance and loaded it up with the receivers, DVD players, subwoofers etc. and then ran wires through the walls and attic from the big screen and the 6.1 surround sound speaker system to the closet.

I wanted to keep it a wet bar. But I was over-ruled.

I tried to keep it organized for a while. I had all the CDs and DVDs alphabetized, but he refuses to return DVDs and CDs to their cases let alone put the cases back where he found them.

Then he kept throwing stuff in there. Usually this is where he puts stuff "for now" when I make him clean his clutter off the counters. Notice the tool box? How about the basket full of papers? Yeah, that is mail that I asked him to sort through over a month ago when I got tired of him loading every basket with junk mail instead of throwing it out. I put those baskets on the counter in an attempt to keep it organized. Instead he overloaded them with junk that could be thrown out or filed if he would just take care of it.

The paper sack towards the top? That's full of fireworks. Damn it. I didn't even realize that was still in the house. He was supposed to take that out to his shop over a month ago.

As you can see, I try to avoid opening these doors at all costs.


~Sleeping Mommy

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....


Monday, August 15, 2005

41 days and counting....

We went away for 4th of July weekend. We've been back since July 5th. And my husband has still not unpacked his bag.