I am really, REALLY bad about putting the laundry away. Currently, my washer doubles as my clothes hamper and my dryer doubles as my bureau. Or dresser, whatever you call it. It seems like such a waste of energy to launder the clothes downstairs, bring them up to my bedroom, and then bring them back downstairs to get dressed. I did recently have a lightbulb moment when it occurred to me that there’s no law saying the bureau can’t be in the laundry room, but now I’m too lazy to move it there!
Seems to be pretty near universal. What I would observe is that it goes deeper than dishes and laundry. Finishing off any project is hard. I don’t mind tackling something, but I have to force myself to put the tools away. As a result, there’s always a last, final bit – call it 1% – of any project that doesn’t get completed before I start the next project.
It’s begun to bug me, so now I’m trying to break myself of the habit. I’ve still got projects from last summer that I never completed 100%, so I’m trying to polish those off before I start something new.
At this moment:
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The dishwasher is still mostly full of the dishes I washed Sunday evening; I’ve fished out a few things when I needed them, but haven’t gotten around to putting the rest away and reloading yet. I am sometimes better about this than others, depending on what needs to be put away–pots & pans vs. stacks of plates.
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There is a basket full of clean laundry in the laundry room, also from Sunday. I’m not so generally bad about socks, towels, and underwear, but I hate to fold bedsheets. If I’m being particularly lazy, I’ll let the clean sheets sit in a basket in the laundry room until I change the bedding again, then put those sheets on the bed. (Some of you may take this as a Household Tip.)
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Although I have emptied it, my suitcase is still sitting in the middle of the living room, where I set it down when I came home from England 3 weeks ago.
I totally thought this thread was going to be about drugs. 
…and not in a good way.