Utterly incapable of walking by a cluttered counter and not cleaning up.
Unable to restrain herself in the face of a round of boots and snow pants. These items must be picked up and stored or she will require institutionalization.
Incapable of leaving dirty dishes in the sink, let alone scattered around various floors.
Helpless in the face of dog hair, dirt and laundry.
Failure! And it is hers . . . . this is why Incurable Brain Suck is an incurable and terminal disease.
Of course, the rest of the family is happily enabling . . . .