This is a news flash for all teenage children and possibly some men:
The door of the dishwasher can be opened by people other than your mother/partner ... as can the lid of the laundry basket!!!!
Call me old fashioned, but coming downstairs to discover the dishwasher half full of dirty dishes, with the work top above covered in all your dirty breakfast things, drives me ...
Is it a genetic thing? I think that most women I know use a piece of crockery/cutlery/glassware and either wash it up or put it in the dishwasher. If the dishwasher needs emptying they empty it and then put the dirty plate in.
We do not check in the washer, see its clean and dump the dirty stuff above in the hope that mum/wife/grandma/ANYONE ELSE will do the work.
Also ... when you have clothes that are dirty? Put them in the bloody laundry basket. Don't throw them in the general direction of it. The lid of this useful piece of furniture also lifts off quite easily. Amazingly all the stuff gets washed for you, dried, folded and put in your room to be put away. The least you could do is actually put the dirty laundry IN the basket.
What it comes down to is laziness and the expectation that the mug typing this blog will end up doing it all. Well, hear ye, hear ye ( enough of the big font already) I am sick of it. I am sick of picking up after you and having to ask you to help me. I would like you to do these simple things off your own back, of your own accord. I am sick of cooking, cleaning, washing and picking up after you. Its not that I think I shouldn't do any of those things ... I just want you to help too. I hate the fact that you take my work for granted.
So respect me. Get off your backside and think of someone other than yourself. Notice that things need doing. Notice that there is room for your dirty clothes in the laundry basket, not leave them strewn around it.