Really?

Does this kind of thing happen at your house? Please tell me it does.

For the record, the husband does A LOT of good around this place. He's A#1 dad, he helps cook, he grocery shops, he makes coffee and he even picks up wine on his way home...so I guess a little leeway would be nice. But three days ago when I saw this, I was a little puzzled. What exactly is the thought process here? You're leaving a sipper for the next Joe? You don't feel like taking it to the recycle bin? I'm just really not sure. And now, we're having a Mexican stand-off to see who deals with it first. We're mature around here.

Remember that part in the movie, 'The Break-up' where Jennifer Aniston asks the boyfriend to get a dozen lemons? That EXACT scenario happens 'round this casa all the time. The best example involves paper towels. For the past 5 years I have been married to the Mr. I have used solid white paper towels. Inevitably, if he goes to the store and gets paper towels I end up with some terrible butterfly motif. And he buys a pack of 450 rolls, so then I'm stuck with blasted pink butterflies for 2 years. I used to really care about this sort of thing. I've pretty much mailed it in and now I'm just thankful he saved me a trip to the store. What bugs you?