I make no secret of my great love of Dave.
But the habits that come with the man…not so loveable. His packrat mentality mostly. He doesn’t think it’s much of a problem. I once cleaned out the pantry and threw out sachets that expired in 2002….in 2008. I just threw out pills, ointments, suntan lotions and lip balms – some of which expired in 1996!! It gets worse though. When I throw expired stuff out I really have to throw it out well. Cos if he finds it chances are it’ll appear back in the bathroom.
Bane of my life: “Why did you throw this out? It’s still got stuff in it”
Me: “It expired in 2004. It’s gone gummy.”
Bane of my life: “It’s fine”
Me: “You are disgusting. Seriously”
As for the old concert tshirts….we moved over 2 1/2 months ago and there’s still 2 boxes and a bag of his clothes that are unopened. I have been trying to throw most of them out for two years. They’re raggedy, way too small for him now and I wouldn’t be seen in public with him in a single one of them. And yet if I tried to throw them out…I hate to think. The man has at least 5 times as many clothes as I do. Sometimes men are lucky we women love them.
But I’m also pretty lucky he loves me back 🙂