[imperfect_cupcake]

everything of mine has a place. this is because I get really upset if I can't find something. baggage from childhood parenting flaw. so in order to find it, it really needs to go in it's home. And if I look for it and it not there.... I panic. cause I don't even know where to start looking. Except for my clothes. they go on the floor lol. That's just due to my extreme loathing of laundry. My wife is of the other end of the scale. things should be put away as they get around to eventually bug her. which takes days longer than me. Plus she "puts things away" in where, at the time, she thinks they should go. of course, everytime she comes up with a different answer of where that home is. Which is why she can never find anything and now neither can I.

I finally lose it and will do things to make my (and her) life easier by taking bags of "filing" (important papers, stuffed back into their envelopes so you can't even see what they are unless you re-open each one - makes me MENTAL), throwing out the ones over 5 years and filing by subject (bill, work related, health), sub-subject (telephone bill, electric bill, water bill etc) and date. Last time I did this it took me 6 hours. I've asked her to just put things in the filing cabinate. which translates to her as "take it into the spare room, put it back in the envelope it came in and drop it on the chair so that I'll find it in 3 days and file it myself."

*quiet scream*