He has figured it out, people.
Yep. Dr Hubby claims he now knows the cause of all my Slob Problems.
I can’t aim.
He figured this out by the fact that there are Q-tips all around the bathroom trash can, but rarely a single one actually IN the trash can.
He confirmed it while watching me overfill my coffee cup with powdered creamer, letting it flow over the edges and land in a cup-shaped circle below.
He says I don’t have a Slob Problem. I have an Aim Problem.
He’s being facetious.
He knows (all too well) that aim is just one of my problems.