i keep trying to do my own version of FlyLady that deals with my limitations, i guess i could call it GimpLady
like, one of my adapted house rules is that "if i can't reach it with my reacher tool, it doesn't exist until someone moves it within my reach" 
but, what do you do when you live with an utter, utter slob? i am talking, never picks anything up. i can always find him by following the trail of comic books, dirty socks, underwear, and half-full diet soda cans. i've been trying to get him to clean up for 3 years now, no success. oddly enough, he is fantastic at doing the dishes, emptying the cat litter, and taking out the garbage. it's just the moment-to-moment living that reminds me of Pigpen from Charlie Brown, with that whorl of dust around him like a tornado. my husband is also a packrat, mostly of paperback books and comic books ... major, major allergy source (dust and white mold).
so, i get my GimpLady journal and routines started ... and i end up tripping through an obstacle course of things he's left around, i sometimes have to just give up. he also piles things up impossibly, they fall on me as i walk by, i end up with yet another boo-boo or limitation.
what do you do when you are a FlyLady living with a MoleMan with his cave full of junk?!!
like, one of my adapted house rules is that "if i can't reach it with my reacher tool, it doesn't exist until someone moves it within my reach" 
but, what do you do when you live with an utter, utter slob? i am talking, never picks anything up. i can always find him by following the trail of comic books, dirty socks, underwear, and half-full diet soda cans. i've been trying to get him to clean up for 3 years now, no success. oddly enough, he is fantastic at doing the dishes, emptying the cat litter, and taking out the garbage. it's just the moment-to-moment living that reminds me of Pigpen from Charlie Brown, with that whorl of dust around him like a tornado. my husband is also a packrat, mostly of paperback books and comic books ... major, major allergy source (dust and white mold).
so, i get my GimpLady journal and routines started ... and i end up tripping through an obstacle course of things he's left around, i sometimes have to just give up. he also piles things up impossibly, they fall on me as i walk by, i end up with yet another boo-boo or limitation.
what do you do when you are a FlyLady living with a MoleMan with his cave full of junk?!!




:
it'll come out your mouth."


Irks me to no end!
You shoulda seen him sprint toward his new baby to check it out and make sure I hadn't hurt it!
: He got it hooked up though!
... he wont leave the house unless the sun is down.
: No amount of flipping out helps here. We have 3 bedrooms, 1 is the laundry room, but only the one bedroom has any room to walk in (our room); I have to climb over junk to dry the clothes. I've been poking away at it but he comes home and throws another pile of junk in there to replace what I threw out. Argh!
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