One of the most challenging things about sharing your home with someone is learning to live with their quirks. That becomes even more of a challenge when one of you is a slob while the other is a neatnik. I know...you are thinking of The Odd Couple, but part of what made that play/show so interesting was that it was routed in reality.
That is the case that I am faced with at home. I am not a super clean-freak, but I do like to keep things organized so I can find them pretty easily. Unfortunately, that is not something that is shared by with Ray. I am not sure what it is about him, but he has trouble with taking one step to the right to throw something away.
It drives me crazy! I feel like I am constantly running around and picking things up. It is something that I have learned to accept in life. Otherwise, I would have gone insane a long time ago. In fact, I told him that he is responsible to do all of the housekeep since I refuse to spend an hour in each room neatening up before I can even start to dust and vacuum.
I have never understood how people can live like that, though!
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The last time I visited them, we were watching tv together and he decided that the lighting was wrong and so he went around turning out some lights and turning on others. My friend really got mad about it and told him there was nothing wrong with the lighting before he made all of the switches. Of course, he insisted that his choices were the right ones.
Amazingly, he runs his business with the same perfectionistic obsession and he is very very successful. Sooo... for some things... it works.[ROLLEYES][ROLLEYES]
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smile! we don't live in loneliness, just intolerance of our own reactions to others that we don't have a power over.... AND, wait until you actually come to that acceptance!! lol lol!
I was a single mother & at their younger ages - I did well to keeping up of the house,... than of course came the overload,... house, lack of funds... need of enrichment support of their friends; our churches; the other friends that each brough over; the one million demands of the damned schools; keeping up with not the Jones' but the demand of risisng costs; 3 jobs, (governments and financial fiscal presents); like providing food on top of the $200 year books, not counting class trips, shoes n clothes e'vry 6mos, and more fundraisers that are mandatory... or lists of writing letters to contest the mandatory uniforms that strtch the budget.... than to get home and OMG,... do I have time to take a bath or eat after the dinnner making, cleaning up and washing, not counting all of the bathrooms to keeps neat, stocked and lot of household maintenance, after the car care that never ends.... and oh, did I get to sleep tonight, at 3am and still a million things to do,.... hmm does anyone know what mom's have to do? How many siblings did you have?
I am grateful to hear how neat people deal with messes. Now after all that.... My BF saves twenty empty cans and bottle in HIS 4 runner before dumping at his moms who walks around every morning at 4am to collect other peoples trash!! (recycle bottle and can) And he is too lazy to clean, except his precious hobby shit, bow and arrows amde, and gun polished, but not the sink!!
I only have one younger brother. We were definitely a small family.
Part of the challenge is that I suspect I have a mild case of OCD. I try to sit back and not let things bother me as much as they could, but sometimes it still drives me nuts!
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hehehe, my youngest sister was the greatest slob factor in my first 12 yrs, than she stole all of my expensive stuff the next 12, and now she is OCD with building an empire of houses along the 500K limit that is only 500 sq ft living spaces,... and still renovating... Loooong story short, OCD, is, in a matter of fact of how I used to be, till I surrendered having no control over my own self-care and cracked up over being unmanageable. Of course --I lost every then.
My sanity, my happiness, my skills to work, socialize and be productively in progression. OOPS! what a major slip,.... so be careful what you focus on, just your areas belong in your list..., draw a line to where you never touch and not look at it anymore, like its inisible, and meditate as to making more peace inside your own mind. POWERFUL! This is where I must stand, (sit, lay and sleep) on.
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All of my l life I have managed to live with slobs. I have given up to the rule of the "lowest common denominator," which means simply that the home will reflect the habits of the most slovenly person in it.
This is why:
1) The slob will not lift a finger until the house is filthy. To their perspective, there is no need.
2) The slob is impervious to the extra hours of the person who cares about the home. They will never see that you are running faster and faster and faster to try to keep up with the slob. The slob will not notice that they are doing less and less while you go faster and faster.
Personally, I hate it. It's not fair. It's disgusting, and a sign that these people were reared by inattentive and neglectful parents.