Wednesday, 6 March 2013
She does not squeeze the toothpaste from the bottom of the tube.
She does not put her folded clothes into those handy receptacles we call drawers.
She does not clear her hair from the shower drain as a matter of courtesy and she never throws anything out.....
even when it is finished.
Today I counted three used bottles of blemish remover in her makeup bag. In her shower cubicle there are no less than 6 empty containers ranging from shampoo to exfoliant to fake tan. Her 'desk' in her room contains so many old school exercise books and opened and discarded official forms, letters and brochures that if she had indeed intended to go to university this year, she would have had to study from the floor.
I am of the belief that these kinds of habits are inculcated at a young age and become automatic, setting one up well for adulthood and flat sharing with friends (without the danger of never speaking to each other again afterwards). Firm instruction (aka nagging) and a good role model would, I believed, result in the lifelong adoption of these basic and essential elements for living alongside others.
I am tempted to revert to Joan Crawford methods. Where are those wire coat hangars?