He had to be at work at 11:30 this morning, so he was ready to leave the house at exactly that time. When he came home from work, he picked apart every bit of trash to make sure nothing of his was thrown away when I cleaned in his room today. He complained about me collecting his dirty laundry from his bedroom floor every day. “Sometimes, you wash clothes that I was planning to wear after my shift.” He is currently grumbling that his computer is offline and I must have unplugged something when I was cleaning his room. He should be in a better mood tomorrow. It’s his day off work.