Messiness.

OK, I still feel that my new home is a huge step up from living at John’s place, and for the most part I’m enjoying it, but still…

The kitchen is usually a mess. Sink full of dirty dishes, counter space totally cluttered, swizzle sticks all over the floor, three large overflowing trash receptacles, others seem to have usurped my allotted space in the refrigerator… Amber does clean up eventually, but sometimes it takes her several days before she gets around to it.

Last night they had guests over… and this morning, quite mysteriously, there were two baby carriages parked in the kitchen, even though as near as I can tell, none of the guests had stayed over. And the couple in the attic with a child… she’s at least four and walks just fine, so those can’t be hers…

Oh, and the dish of dry cat food had been spilled all over the floor… and nobody bothered to clean it up.

A few days ago, the dog shat in the upstairs hallway, and Yours Truly stepped right in it! Ugh…

Sometimes they have guests over and party in the dining room… people drinking, smoking, etc. And then the next day there are still half-empty glasses of alcoholic beverages sitting around and other clutter on the table… full ashtrays, keychains full of keys, and other odds and ends…

There always seem to be bits and pieces of tissue paper on the floor in the upstairs hallway… I keep picking them up if I happen to be passing through, but they keep reappearing…

Last weekend the shower was broken for two days… actually the support to hold the shower hose and caddy in place had been removed, everything — shampoo bottles, etc. — was strewn on the floor of the shower stall in disarray, and the adjustable shower hose was hanging down. Everyone around here seems to just leave messes and walk away… so that I can “discover” them, I guess… heh…

The first day of this, I was so daunted that I skipped my shower, but the second day, I just shoved everything out of the way the best I could, and showered holding the hose by hand, and it wasn’t too bad…

On the third day, the support piece, plus a new shower hose, had been reinstalled, without announcement, and all was right again.

So what can be done, but just cope? If you want to sit at the dining table and use your laptop, but the table top is cluttered, you just shove things out of the way. If there are bits and pieces of tissue paper lying about the hallway, you just pick them up. If the dog poops on the floor, and you step in it, you just clean it off your shoes and get on with things. If the shower stall is in chaos, you just improvise. If there’s no refrigerator space, you just buy things that don’t need refrigeration or cooking and eat them in your room. If the air mattress leaks too much, you just get up and refill it.

It’s all an adventure… as is life.