I'd probably be okay with my son

and his girlfriend living here if the dishes I got for me didn't end up horded in their rooms, leaving me with no utensils to take to work on a Monday.

😐

Utensils I bought so I wouldn't have to use plastic and add to the landfill.

(She is a horder rebranded as a "maximalist' and he is just a slob. I don't go upstairs because I hate seeing my house look the way it does)