I don't know if I complain more, or that I've just become obsessive compulsive when it comes to keeping things organized and clean.
For example, I had hung a sundress up to dry on the doorframe of our bathroom. Of course, H knocks it off while I'm in the other room.
I have to give him credit for hanging it up, but of course, he didn't hang it up right. There are rules on how we hang things up. The hanger was backwards, and he didn't utilize the hooks for the straps so it wasn't on there securely.
So of course, I asked him about it. And he said, "I knew you'd know I dropped it. I didn't hang it up properly."
Crazy breeds crazy.