We are all a bit messy in this house (definitely 'put the scissors down' people) but we all enjoy living in a tidy, organised house. What fucks me off is that I am the only one prepared to put in any effort in order to achieve this.
I am planning to leave my "D"H for a number of reasons but one is particularly relevant to this thread. I have been instituting a number of changes in the past few months to try to help our DC, who are getting older, learn to look after their things and show respect for their home. To be clear, we are not an excessively tidy house and I am ok with toys all over the floor during the day, the occasional paint splatter on the floor/walls and games being left out until they've finished being played. I do not insist that one toy is put away before another is finished or anything like that.
But last weekend, we reached bombsite level, rather than just untidy. All the coats pulled off the coat rack, all the shoes from the shoe rack strewn everywhere, the cushions pulled off the sofa and the train set and duplo turned out into the middle of the floor. Various pens and crayons rolling around on the floor being stood on. I could see three shoes (none a pair) of my husband's in the middle of the floor and he'd left a plate and mug on the floor where the DC could crash into them, as well as a saucepan and frying pan clogging up the sink from the night before and crumbs and spills all over the kitchen surface. His used gym kit had been thrown on the kitchen floor.
I told the DC that it was "tidy time" for 15 minutes and we were all going to spend 15 minutes (measured by a timer) putting things away and making the place nice for us again. The children jumped up to help and picked tasks to do - putting the duplo away, hanging up the coats, returning the shoes to the shoe rack - but when I asked "D"H to spend that time cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, he moaned that he'd had a hard week at work and couldn't be arsed. Even when the kids commented on how "lazy" daddy was, he didn't help.