His car is a disaster. I hate it. Our kids stuff gets lost in it for months at a time.
He leaves mail all over the counter. Instead of putting it in the mail sorter 3 feet away.
He wears his work boots in the house, then denies it until I walk him over to show the black boot print on the just mopped linoleum.
Laundry on the floor directly in front of the hamper. Seriously, two inches to the left and it would be in the flippin' hamper!
He tears apart the diaper bag, taking everything out of the pockets that I so carefully organized to be most efficient. Then says he can't find what he's looking for, only for me to have to dig in the even bigger mess he just made.
Ugh... I shouldn't have replied to this, cuz I'm just going to be angry all day!!! LOL.