Dave has a lot of talents, skills, and good qualities.
Putting his stuff away is not one of them. I'm not sure why, but Dave seems almost incapable of putting his stuff away.
When he takes off his shoes he lines them up neatly just outside his closet. Don't ask me why he can't push them an extra 6 inches so they are actually inside his closet, where they belong.
One of Dave's favorite tricks is draping stuff over my office chair which is 1 foot from his closet. He knows I can't stand stuff on my office chair, as that is where I work. So putting something there is a guarantee I will put it away for him. On a daily basis I find either a dress shirt draped over the back of my chair (after work) or a wet towel from his morning shower (before work).
But this my friends is an all new low. I was seriously appalled when I walked into my office last night.
Are you kidding me? Let's analyze this stack of crap.
On the bottom: an already worn long sleeved shirt that should have been put in the dirty clothes.
In the middle: A stack of CLEAN, folded laundry balanced on the top of the previously mentioned dirty shirt. As a reminder - his closet is with-in arms length of this chair. This stack of pants could have easily been placed on the proper shelf of so named closet. And yet, he has decided it makes far more sense to try to precariously balance his clothes on the BACK of my chair?
On the top: yet another worn, dirty long sleeved shirt daintily balanced on the pile of growing insanity. You know it took some serious concentration to lay this last item without knocking over the tower.
What the heck is going on? Is he trying to drive me crazy? Does he think this is a game of Tetris? What on earth is going through his mind as he delicately adds something to the stack?
You had a nice life my dear husband. I played along with your games. I put your stuff away with minimal complaint. But you have taken things too far. This is war. Good luck trying to find these items when you next need them.