Days - Fridge courtesy for living together

Today I found rotting cheese sauce in my fridge. The tub of cheese sauce had been sitting there for a while, but I did not look at it because it's not mine, and I generally believe in not eating things that do not belong to me because the person who bought it must have wanted to eat it that's why they bought it.

I find it extremely gross and revolting that there is rotting food in my fridge. I am the youngest person living at home and find it appalling that as grown adults, there is no sense of communal living and basic hygiene, or courtesy. Living together as a family, with a helper, means that yes, sometimes you do get to leave plates in the sink and not wash them. Take someones cotton when yours runs out. It's perfectly normal to enjoy these "privileges" of living with a family. But at the same times, it also means respecting space that you share, or does not belong to you.

The fridge is really a communal space. Everyone stores their things in it, including food you want to prepare, and unfinished food. If you are not going to eat it again within the next 2 days, do not put it into the fridge even if it means trashing it. We are so blessed with excess that we do not think twice about buying too much. This too much that we buy ends up being wasted. It's just a lack of discipline in the home that really pushes me to the wall.

Many times I've heard, "Yah, I saw that it was expired already.", but did not take it out of the fridge to throw it. What is that?? That's just pure laziness. The helper can help you to clean the place (she's also lazy - I think it's what she's used to having lived here for so long), but do not expected her to do every single thing. You must be, and should be, responsible for your own things and living environment.

Thankfulness

I'm really grateful that I have JR to help me with things that I want to do, yet get so stressed out doing it I don't even know why I torture myself by doing it in the first place. In my many unsuccessful attempts to clean up the clutter in my house alongside very uncooperative family members, JR has always been there to help me even if he knows it's just another futile attempt, and possibly a waste of precious time. Which is something I really appreciate because time is very precious and to do something that he has no interest in just because he wants to "make my life easier", shows how much he's given for me. I don't usually think of how much he's had to endure but last night, even though I could tell he just wanted to rest and questioned my methods, he just pressed on even when I lost steam and just sat there. And I was very touched. Thank you for always helping me along even when you don't want to.