A rant: How f*cking hard is it???
In the grand scheme of things which are important, its not really up there. There are definitely more important issues in my life, and indeed the lives of those around me, and those whom I dont know.
But that said, this is bugging the fuck out of me. Perhaps its symptomatic of other niggles, and is merely a subject to manifest those frustrations on. I dont know.
Anyway, there are two things in the house that I hold sacred as being non-negotiable standards - cleanliness in the bathroom and kitchen.
In the kitchen there is a little 'tidy box' to keep the washing up liquid, kitchen cleaner (both eco friendly) and the little scouring sponge. Thats where they live. Its theyre home and they are happy there.
Every time I use the kitchen, naturally I make sure I wipe the side down afterwards and put the sponge etc back where I got it from.
Two minutes later, Im in the kitchen again and the sponge is sopping wet on the edge of the draining board or side, the washing up bottle is up ended in the sink or whatever. At first I thought the sponge was sopping wet because it hadnt been rinsed out and cleaned...but I now suspect its crying at being so far from home.
So, I clean the side (again!) and put everything back, rinsed and cleaned, in the little box.
Later the same day, theyre out again.
For fucks sake people, how fucking hard is it?!!! You get an item from where you found it, you use it, so where do you think it goes afterwards? Its not rocket science. Youd think as well that being grown up intelligent human beings, having used the items on several occasions and left them out, to see them back where they belong next time you use them, youd figure out to put them back. And again the next time it happens. And the next.
But no, its beyond them. It really really fucking winds me up at how lazy, messy, unclean, and stupid these people are.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
I told you it was trivial, but its getting right on my nerves!