How Rob made it to 30 without me in his life I still wonder.
Yesterday morning as he made his way to the study to start his day, I proceeded to walk around the house clearing his trail of destruction.
Fry pan after making eggs for breakfast just left on the bench.
Because recycling should be left on the kitchen window sill.
Empty strepsils box ... empty vitamin bottle ... wallet ... I could go on !
Because one plate for breakfast just isnt enough.
Golf clubs have been here since Sunday, he is playing again on Sat, I know they wont move until he leaves for that game. Sophie's empty vaporiser box ... again recyclying ... bin is OUTSIDE babe !
My pet hate (pardon the pun) ... he leaves this out EVERY night (well every night that the dog is let in), I hate walking into the lounge and seeing it there, it should be put behind the couch.
He had a relatively neat and tidy apartment when I met him ... what have I done for him to have lapsed with these skills? DId I take over too much too soon?!
My constant nagging doesn't seem to get anywhere, i'm hoping this blog post will!
Babe ... ARE YOU LISTENING?