This one just makes me laugh. It is very gross, but not nearly as gross as I would’ve assumed.
I say living with a boy is gross, but Jacob is one of the cleanest men I have ever met. He is more worried about how the clothes are folded than I have EVER been and he always does the dishes and laundry. Well, I say he does the laundry… he puts it in the washer and dryer, but waits a week or so to fold it (but not before it goes back into the dryer 3 more times to get the wrinkles out.. Ha!) On the flip side, I am just as guilty as letting it sit there simply because I don’t want to do it. Haha!
I am very grateful that my husband does not mind helping keep a clean home, yet that does’t mean it’s always clean. He tends to trim his beard over the bathroom sink and not rinse it out and I tend to eat and not rinse my plate off – we do this often.
I didn’t realize the addition of messiness when adding just one person into a home.. I think it quadruples the dishes and laundry somehow, but I am not 100% positive. I am sure he feels the same way about me. I am not saying he doesn’t do his share – because he does and while he’s at it usually does my half of the share as well.
It’s just wild. Plus he is much more open about bodily functions than I was ever allowed to be. It’s a whole new world learning about them all and why you choose to ‘express’ yourself when are where you do!
But guess what? At the end of the day, none of it matters. Not the wrinkly clothes, not the dirty dishes or the hair in the sink. All that matters is that we love each other day in and day out and have fun while doing so!
All my love,