Quote: Not that he was expected to clean it up when he got home...it just looked chaotic to him and that was his initial impression upon entering our home. In other words, the clutter and crud gave him the heebie jeebies. So I clean it up and he really is a happier person. Plus I am speaking his love language, blah blah.
Yeah, I get the same heebie jeebies when I get home and there is crap strewn everywhere. But if my wife came up to me when I came home, wrapped her arms around my neck, gave me a kiss, and said something like "How's it going, Sweety?", I wouldn't care about the house one iota. Instead I get to hear a rant about how this kid did this or this kid did that or about how we are never going to sell our house and that we are doomed blah blah, it just makes me want to do a 180 and leave.
Say, is that the 180 that Michelle is talking about?
"If we will be quiet and ready enough, we shall find compensation in every disappointment." Henry David Thoreau
