Cups everywhere

This is a have you ever noticed post. A simple observation, pure wondering really, slight frustration, common reality, and truth spoken. Its come up a lot in the last few months. You see, my apartment is affectionately used for a lot of things. Its my home, an office to myself and others, and a safe place for others to escape. As a result, it takes a beating. At least once a day, I say something along the lines of "can we clean this place up." I begin to pick trash up, put things back where they belong, but as more people come over, the work becomes to much for me to keep up with.

But heres the thing. Its not just my place. Unfortunately, my place is not the only place suffering from real life living. Apartments and houses all over the US, and get this, world, are up against this problem. I'll call it the "they're-single-we-can-make-a-mess-here-freedom"

Yep, I'm single. I have a roommate and we are single. Without you in the house, my place can be put together quite well thank you. Much like that of a "family." But there is something about when people come over to a single person's home, they sense this freedom to leave their mess, as if its ok. People hardly leave things at married people's homes. They are always picking up after themselves and making sure that cup makes it into the trash can. Why wouldn't it, thats where it belongs in a married couples home? 

The result, there are cups everywhere in my house. Papers with things written on it. Napkins, sometimes used, left of the table. Brochures from different events. You name it, its been left here. Its almost been funny to me to watch the habits of people when they leave places, comparing the difference in leaving a "put together home" and a "thrown together apartment." I'm out to break the standard. I will get you to throw that cup away. It might be a bit much to ask, but I'm going for it all. I never aim low.