Do all women get fed up with their husband's 'stuff'?(long)

We are both hoarders but not to excess. His is mostly in the garage, mine is in cupboards in the house. He nags me to get rid of my art stuff, my craft stuff, too many clothes - but I might need them one day. He has a garage full of stuff that he 'acquires' from anyone and everyone who is throwing stuff away.
However, the house is (relatively) tidy, except when the DGC visit.

Just be thankful he does not volunteer to do the ironing. DH has done this since we were both working full-time and he has wrecked some of my things by ironing out the crinkles in crinkly clothes, burning lace etc etc despite pleas NOT to iron certain things. The latest was my one and only best dress last week.

However, despite a few arguments we seem to rub along OK, so it sounds to me as if there is a bit more going on there, sarahssweetshop - are you fed up with his annoying ways or fed up with him? I would say, however, that men in general do not 'see' what needs doing until you stop doing it.

I guess we are both hoarders, with me it's tools, DIY and model related stuff, anything that may have a use sometime in the next millenium.

Linda would not class herself as a hoarder, but, we have a large kitchen and every possible storage space and shelf is full of cooking related stuff, much of it never sees the light of day, but she "might need it someday" and wardrobe space, lets not go there. Her crafting stuff is under control atm, but it is growing daily, quote, "save those sweet wrappers, I might have a use for them" etc.

DD2's parents in law have a kitchen in the dining room because it was being thrown out by a neighbour!

I'm very much with Jingl

From now on whoever cooks, the other person clears up - properly or you don't cook and you buy yourself a ready meal or go out to the local hostelry, by yourself.

Insist a large bin bag every week is sent to the tip/charity shop/put on free cycle/etc. if this doesn't happen just sweep up a bin bagful yourself and tip it.

After all what can he do?

When DD was a teenager her friend's mother used to sweep her children's stuff that was left lying around into bin bags and then 'fine' them from their pocket money if they wanted any items back.

They learnt to be very tidy, perhaps I should have done it with my DC.

You could throw all the stuff he leaves around into bin bags and see if he misses any of it.

Talking of teenagers. I think they probably beat all unhelpful husbands hollow. Went into Minibags's room today to borrow an art pencil. Her two boxes of special artists' colour pencils were in a heap various heaps on the floor—like most of her other possessions; she uses the floor as her wardrobe too; the bed frame is on its side and the mattress is on the floor; you get the idea... me, I just shrug.Her mess, her problem. She wants to decorate the room. I've said I'll help once we can actually get at the walls. Maybe in a year or two??

Well, I gathered up the pencils while choosing the one I wanted (for marking things in a bryology book the paper of which is not suited to a highlighter pen, in case you wanted to know) and plonked them into one tin. Then I saw the slice of bread, thickly spread with Nutella, also on the floor. Guess which side was on the carpet.

Sigh.

They're a bit like toddlers really.

Teenagers.

Sounds like DD2 thatbags.

At least if she lives in squalor now it is in her own place.
(Actually it was very tidy when we went to stay last year - how annoying!)

You might get lucky. He might leave.

this made me laugh .. I wish. I'm in similar situation .62 full time working. partner of 15 years who is 64 and gets up at 5 comes back at 7 as a Private Hire taxi driver - wakes me up when he comes to bed, wakes me up in the morning when he goes out .. I love sleep. .. but because he's out of the house most of the time I also feel I shouldn't nag all the time about all the stuff he doesn't do ...
I'd bore myself anyway. He started explaining to me what "lichen" was last night .. I didn't ask him to .. Now I've got a permanent knot in my stomach of resentment. I've made my bed I know that now .. but I think I've changed and he hasn't ..

I have outside interests, and used to like his company - he's quite funny - or angry - but doesn't do "small talk" or any talk unless its politics .. but now realise I wont change him and I'm stuck with it unless I leave .. I lurch between feeling sorry for him and sorry for me .. we have a lovely flat with garden in central London. I have two cats. Lots to be grateful for .. but still the loneliness is killing .. he just told me to CHILLOUT because I was telling him about crap Virgin are (by text) .. while trying to stop them coming to an incorrect appt tomorrow morning. If I cry he calls it a "blubfest" .. sorry rant over .. sarahsweetshop struck a nerve