Don't "Mess" With Me--I'll Tell

I'm in counseling now, and it has a lot to do with my husband's messes. He has volunteered to go to counseling as well, as he said he knows he has problems. I hope we get to the bottom of why he can't organize his crap. Or at least maybe I will be able to deal with it better. But when I tell the counselor, "My life is a mess." I mean, the kitchen is a mess, the family room is a mess, the office is a mess, the garage is a mess, even the driveway is a mess. So to my DH I'd like to say, "Please quit messing with me"!

Cylothymic Cister

Can the Coffee Cans

He did it again. I tossed an empty coffee can in the trash, hiding it inside an empty cat food bag that was destined for the curb. Evidently Dear Husband found the can and took it out of the trash because the coffee can was sitting on the kitchen counter AFTER the garbage truck had come and gone. I picked up the can, handed it to DH and said, "Please take this to the garage with the others." He said, "You weren't supposed to see that." I said, "Neither were you." He said, "I only have three--three dozen." He said, "Someday you'll thank me when you need one."
Hmmm. Wonder when that will be? When I need a place to store his ashes? (Just kidding).

cyclotymic cister

Take it to the Tool Shed

My husband never puts his tools away. Never. So when I go to use a shovel or a hoe for gardening, first, I cannot find one without searching the yard, the garage, the truck, the shed. Then when I find one, the handle is splintered due to being in the weather. Before I married my husband (anniversary next week--six years) I had my own tools. One particular shovel I had for a least 15 years. It had the smoothest handle and the sharpest, cleanest point. Now my tools are mixed with his. It is an ongoing argument. When I mentioned this problem again the other day, dear husband got mad. He said if I wanted to take the time to put the tools away then I could do it. You know, I just always assumed that putting away tools was PART of the job! Anyway, the next day I googled "husband won't put tools away." and I found this blog spot. You guys are an inspiration! Your posts even inspired me to start my own blog.

I don't think I can ever get my husband to change. The clutter and the disarray drives me insane. I walk around in circles due to the confusion of things not being in place. My sense of creativity has been stifled.

It is a comfort, somehow,to know that I'm not alone. Thank all you fellow sufferers for coming forward.

Jill/Cyclothymic Cister ( your newest member)

Defeated?

Most days I feel like I've given up. My husband's crap has taken over and now he has the excuse that he's making money with it all. And yeah, that maybe true but it makes it no less annoying.

He writes magazine articles for car magazines now. And he gets all kinds of stuff shipped to the house from various manufacturers for him to use in articles. And it's all over. My dining room table and front room floor are covered with his boxes. The kitchen counter and bar are covered with his paperwork.

What can a woman do? Other than bitch and moan and blog about it?

~Sleeping Mommy