I was watching the Rachael Ray show on television one morning and she mentioned how her husband didn't turn off lights when he left a room. I was surprised to find that my hubby is a member of a larger, if unorganized club. In fact, I can literally track my hubby from place to place. If he gets something from a drawer, it's still open. If he opens a cupboard, the door is still ajar. Lights are left on as he goes from one place to another. If he needed a screwdriver to tighten a cabinet handle, it's sitting on the counter when he's finished. The only reason the refrigerator isn't open all the time is that it's weighted to shut itself. He has multiple pairs of reading glasses because he is always leaving one wherever he was when he last needed to see something up close.
I tease him about being able to trace his steps, but he just laughs that he might need to go into that room again, or get something else from the cupboard. Why bother to turn off the light to just turn in on again? Or close the door and reopen it a little later? Ironically, he can be very organized and his personal "stuff" is packed and boxed with precision. He just has to decide to do it first.
I doubt that I could follow him traipsing along the mountain trails he loves, but I do know what he does and where he goes as he moves about the house.
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give thanks that he is at home puttering around...
My husband is usually quite neat about certain things... but not his desk if you chanced to look at it. Then I noticed that he had been by my desk because the drawer was still open. Hmmmm...
Can't relate to this one at this point and time...and I am not the neatest kid on the block.
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My husband always turns out the lights when he leaves a room... always.
BUT... I can tell when he's been in the bathroom because he shakes his hands dry rather than use a hand towel and there are water spots EVERYWHERE! And if he makes himself somelunch while I'm away, he washes his dishes... well he sort of washes them. And then he stacks them on the counter. Why he's been unable to locate the dishwasher located directly under where he stacks them is a mystery yet to be unraveled.
I can usually figure out what he's been up to during the day by following the muddy shoe prints from place to place... room to room.
Oh well... small price to pay for sharing my home and my life with a man who makes me laugh every day, and who still spins my beanie after 35 years of marriage.
My hubby is neat and careful about lights..it's me who isn't so careful about the lights...
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