Let my suffering be your reasoning to thrive. Let it be today. Let this be your motivation. Clean, my sisters brothers and none of the above. Clean.
My housemates constantly leave their dishes on the table.
I'd almost prefer that. At least it'd be out of the way so I can wash mine. I don't care if they eat what I do or not. I just want to not have to deal with their shit being in the way all the time when I need to use the kitchen.