A way to dump all the stuff I wouldn't want to lumber my family and friends with. So if you're a friend or part of my family and you've heard it all before, I'm duller than I thought. Sorry.
Six,in my OH's case finally realising dirty laundry goes in the basket, wet towels aren't "hung" on the bathroom floor, and coffee cups go in the dishwasher, not on every available surface. Oh and putting the sodding loo seat down.You'd think he'd have learnt after 32 years and 2 daughters (grrr)
hmmmthis reminds me of my friend's student digs at Nottingham Trent. She had a slug in the fridge when I went to visit and nobody was bothered enough to move it.
So I suppose that you reach adulthood when you are actually bothered enough about the slug.
It's funny, because this is the second time it's happened to me. When I was at college we turned the fridge off in the cellar of our house, thinking it was empty. About 4 weeks later we couldn't work out why we had a plague of flies and after much searching for the source we realised we'd left 2 bags of frozen prawns in there. Nice.
I've never understood how flies get into something.How do flies get into a freezer? Crowbar?
Ugh Six, I used to be shocked when I saw my daughters' Uni houses. Mind you, when they lived in Hall in their 1st year, they were glad that the boys and girls lived on separate floors!Some boys couldn''t be bothered to wash their clothes, so they'd hang them out of their windows and then put them back on the next day !Mind you, they said some of the girls were pretty slovenly too.My younger daughter had snail trails across her hall floor.
I'd say adulthood is doing your washing up straight after eating! something that many of the adults in my house still haven't achieved! That and knowing which days the recycling and rubbish gets put out.
...and having a wipe-down calendar to plot all your family's appointments/recycling on....or is that just me?
Oh Lord Six!It has to be said that the smell of rotting spuds, is quite the most vile, gut-churning smell imagineable.Well a putrid rat is as bad, but I digress....I forgot that I'd left some spuds in a darkened cupboard (for freshness you understand) and returned to find them absolutely hanging!Urgh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jane, the recycling and rubbish issue is indeed a sign of adulthood. It's my most hated task, namely because it invariably strikes me on a Sunday night when I've been lying in bed for ten minutes.
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