The living room, people. This empty can must have had 1,000 opportunities for someone (other than yours truly) to notice it, pick up, and recycle.
The coke can finally landed in the garbage after her mother-in-law came to stay with the children.
Grandma, within thirty seconds of walking in the front door: "What's this coke can doing on the floor?"
And she promptly picked it up.
The Matron is taking this experiment a little further, based on a series of observations over the past week.
He Who Cannot Be Named (HWCBN) has cereal, with milk, for breakfast. Cereal box and milk are left on the counter.
Scarlett makes eggs for lunch (because she is now being home schooled and has ample opportunity to be by the Matron's side every moment of the day). The egg carton? Left on the counter.
John makes Merrick's lunch. He leaves knife, old water bottle and crackers on the counter in the kitchen.
Family has dinner in front of the TV, watching Glee. Some communal effort of cleaning up is made but in the end, the Matron goes into the family room and picks up the glasses and napkins left behind. The puppy eats any forgotten food so she doesn't have to worry about that.
Merrick unhappily plunges through homework, leaving behind a pile of papers and pencils when he's done. Now, how does that material get into the homework folder and backpack in order to make its way to school?
Social Psychology Experiment #2: the Matron is not going to put anything away. If the milk is on the counter . . well, after about eight hours, ugh. Homework in plain view of the sixty pound blood hound puppy who eats everything (including the mail, well trained by Satan's Familiar)? Too bad. Cereal, eggs, books, laundry left laying around? Hmmm. . . . this is a big house. There's plenty of room for piles.
She wishes she could promise to follow this experiment through to its bitterest end but she, unfortunately, suffers from an incurable disease called Incurable Clutter Brain Suck, a condition which renders the Matronly brain non-functional in the face of clothes left on the floor and shoes flying around the living room. If the kitchen is disorganized and full of mayhem? Well, she is too.
There will be an update! She's giving this 48 hours to see if the house falls into total disrepair.