The Return

Well, as I mentioned in the last blog, I went to Tokyo for a week. And as I expected, this house was an absolute wreck upon my return.

I won't post any pictures or anything, since I don't wish to post pictures of the house itself (minus the toilet pictures). But to draw a comparison, the mess in this house was just as bad, if not worse, than the mess that existed during the time when I did the first big clean which was a mess that had consisted of anything and everything the both of us failed to clean up that had collected for two months.

I will rephrase that just so that the severity of the actual mess sets in for you.

For two months after we first moved in, we both had messes we didn't clean up. Various things that had collected and not been picked up. It was a wretched mess. And it took me two weeks to clean up (of course, I had work, school, taekwondo, and guitar practices in between these cleans). It took the both of us and two months to create this mess.

Upon my return from my trip. The mess I encountered was just as bad. So the amount of mess and clutter that had previously taken the two of us two months to create took Mikey a week, alone in this house, to create on his own.

I am on my way to clean it up. He just left the house and I'm actually still afraid to do my cleaning while he's here. Because he actually will complain or make some sort of snide comment about it. But I've discovered that if I do my cleaning when he's not around, he no longer says anything about it when he comes home and finds things clean.

Perhaps that's improvement on our relationship as roommates.