Well, one of my roommates is moving out tomorrow and gave me a fridge she had in her room. Rather than crowd up my room, I put it in the kitchen, with a note inside that clearly indicates it is for my use only. I am fed up to here (picture the line folks) with the messiness of the kitchen, and need some things of my own which no one else will be touching, so I ordered a cheap kettle for my room, some (again cheap) utensils and 16-piece place setting (plates, bowls, cups, lil plates) that I will keep in my cabinet in the kitchen. No more sharing stuff that isn’t properly washed. Someone took the rubbish out of the bin and has left the bag sitting in the kitchen (still there) for days, and I took the broiler/grill thingie out of the oven the other day, as it never gets washed (only one person uses it) and the kitchen gets stunk up with stale grease every time the oven goes on. Left that in the sink and it is now on the counter (hey, whatever—dude won’t get to use it again until it gets washed, and he uses it often). We range from 25-45 here, so cleaning up after oneself should not be so difficult. Granted, there are only one or two culprits (mostly one) who are piggish, but it’s enough to make me want to scream (er, which I can’t do with the lost voice).
modified to add: ooh, speak of the devil…someone just took out the trash. grody looking stain of something on the floor beneath it…think i may mop and disinfect the kitchen counters tomorrrow. yuck!