Mystery: SOLVED

So I'm obviously losing steam with this whole blogging thing, mostly because I'm avoiding being home as much as humanly possible.  I hate the drive, I hate the dog hair, I hate seeing all these things that annoy me.  Time with Art itself isn't horrible, we still get along fine, but I have to bite my tongue every time I'm there.  I really don't think I'm OCD, and anyone that knows me knows I'm not a neat freak.  But being DIRTY is different than being messy.  I'm tired of living with DIRTY.



Ok so Wednesday in Anatomy and Physiology II I learned that when a diabetic has uncontrolled blood sugars, they urinate glucose. That's sugar. Which is sticky.  And he doesn't take care of himself at all, so there goes that. 

Sticky toilet spot mystery: SOLVED. 

 

 

On Thursday after he got home with Bart from the grocery store he says to me "Bart cleaned half the bathroom with me today." I asked if he was home from school and he said "no, but when he got home I wasn't done so he got roped into it." I had to try really fight hard to not roll my eyes and say "ugh, no wonder it never looks like you clean - you have your 6 year old do it!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The sink looks like maybe it got wiped down, same with the toilet seat. MAYBE. He definitely didn't touch the tub or the floor. Or the floors outside of the bathroom. UGH - WTF. 

 

Disgusting Gross Bathroom including previously mentioned sticky toilet seat mystery:  SOLVED.

 

 

 

93 days until April 30, 2012..........   *sigh*

Nope.

Ok, first of all, how DIRTY does the toilet have to be before you decide to squirt some toilet cleaner in there and give it a scrub with the toilet brush????  I hurt my back last Monday (a week ago tomorrow) at the gym and have been unable to bend at the waist for most of the week.  Now I can but my back gets tired quick.  Do you think that MAYBE the ring in the toilet would be noticed, and MAYBE knowing I can't bend, that it (or the slimy bathtub) would get cleaned????  Nope.

After my vacation (January 9-13) I came home, and I don't think he has showered since my return on Saturday the 14th.  The toothbrush moved once, but when Bart asked to use Art's toothbrush last night his response was "It needs to be charged."  Has it gone on the charger????  Nope.

The dog is a dirty nasty hairball.  He gets bathed once a month maybe, but needs it so much more.  He smells and sheds like crazy.  Now, I've been home maybe 10 days this month, about half time (with either sleeping at my sister's or going on vacation), and do you think he might pick up the broom and sweep up the clumps of dog hair on the floor????  Nope.

One more thing with the dog.  It's not a glorified stuffed animal.  It's a living being, which needs care and maintenance (well, he might need to learn about his own maintenance before he learns about dog maintenance) - it needs baths, haircuts (furcuts??? what's this called??? GROOMING), claw trimming, and vet visits.  I've known of the dog since he's been with Art and Bart, over a year ago.  I've never known the dog to go to the vet.  And lately he's been having urine accident issues.  And his urine looks red.  This has been going on off and on for a few months... A FEW MONTHS.  Think Art's made an appointment for the vet????  Nope.

Wipies.  They're for wiping.  They're not meant for sponge baths.  If that's what you're using them for then can you at least close the lid so they don't dry out?  And buy some more, because at this point you're going to need more than just one or two.  I don't think that's too much to ask.  Well, is general hygiene and apartment cleaning/maintenance too much to ask????  Nope.




99 days until April 30, 2012.  There are some really awesome looking apartments out there right now... good price, location, size, etc.  I hope they're still there (and even more to choose from) come the beginning of March when I have to seriously start looking.

I was thinking about everything that I'm going to take with me when I leave.  This isn't a divorce, I'm taking ALL of my stuff - I don't care what you threw out when we moved in because we didn't have room for it all.  I threw out some stuff too.  When I leave he is going to be left with his couch, and TV, some scratched up wok and pan, plastic forks, and his and Bart's beds.  Oh well.  Is that my problem????  Nope.

Ode to White

Ode to White

White, what a clean color you are

Actually you’re the lack of any color at all

Or maybe you’re the lack of anything dirty

For white is so clean and pure… it’s purty

I see white in the fluffy clouds in the sky

I see white in angel wings that fly

White in hospitals means it’s a sterile environment

White wedding dresses make you look heaven sent

White, I’ve always thought such good things about you

But I suddenly see you in a different light - eww

White… white… WHITE

Why do you now make me want to fight?

White in my calcium supplement so one day I don’t break a hip

White is the promise for my teeth in that strip

White tangled up in my curls at my temples

WHITE IN MY NOSE HAIRS???  Not laughing – you see dimples???

Oh white, how you’ve disappointed me

I used to like you, but now, you see

I see you as a sign of aging

And when I see you, I start raging

White, please oh please, just leave me alone

When I see yet another white hair, I groan

Temple curls: Maybe I’ll just color you

To YOU, white nose hairs, I say: “PLUCK YOU!”