Friday, we decided to have breakfast together and agreed to meet at his place. Saturday morning, my husband and I arrived a little early. C2 and I had been texting—he knew we were on the way. When we knocked, C2 didn’t answer, so I let my husband and I in. I have a key. He was in the shower; we shouted hello.
We walked into the kitchen.
The sink was full of dirty dishes—rancid smell.
Flies hovered.
Counters stained.
A large bowl of uncovered compost sat on the counter.
I filled the dishwasher and wiped down the counters. It only took a few minutes while C2 was getting ready.
He looked embarrassed when he came out. Said he’d been really busy. No time to clean.
So—my worries.
First, that he’s not keeping his kitchen clean. Not even close. It’s attracting insects.
Second, that he always says he’s busy, though he has no job. And yet he struggles to do the things that matter— training, applying, cleaning.
1 comment:
It seems that your friend is having some difficulty in his life. Sometimes, an honest and open discussion can be beneficial with the friend. I hope so.
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