Who's right?

Human beings. A somewhat social bunch of creatures with an antisocial side. We live with each other and find living with each other impossible! Yet, we do not want to stop living with each other because it is lonely living alone. So we continue to live with each other for whatever reason and continue to get on each other's nerves.

I like to have my world organized and predictable. Now this does not in any way mean that I am organized and predictable! But I would like my world to be. I want my house neat and tidy. I want my clothes clean, folded and put neatly in their proper place. I want the dishes clean and placed in an organized fashion in their proper place. I want the towels clean and folded and placed in a neat stack in the linen closet. I could go on and on, but suffice it to say that I want to be able to find things in my world when I want them and I don't want to stumble over things all the time because the place is cluttered.

I like to use objects that I purchase for my world in the manner to which they were intended. If I wanted to use them any other way, I would not have purchased the darn thing in the first place. Case in point: the dish drainer. Dish drainers are made to hold the plates and bowls vertical so that the water drains off from them and minimizes water spots. The flatware have a location designed to keep them vertical as well and keeps them from falling back into the sink or on the floor. Cups, pots and pans, etcetera, can be placed pretty much how they will fit because with space available, you have to be resourceful. What drives me literally CRAZY, is when another person occupying my space, piles the dishes willy nilly along with flatware and everything else in a heap and expects everything to stay put without something ending up on the floor.

Now the tension brought about by my wants for my world to be organized and the carrying out of another person being very willy nilly, if not an outright slob, can be overwhelming! This will lead to my pointing out how I would appreciate a little better cleanliness and organization, which leads to retort how I should be happy with any cleanliness at all (a defense mechanism, I'm sure). At this point, murder begins to take on the aire of being a viable option!

So who is right? Should I demand that all humans who occupy my space work toward my common goal? Mind you, I am cognizant that my organization is not perfect, rather a goal that I aim toward. Or should I be accepting of people how they are even though it drives me CRAZY and builds up gradually over time and causes an eruption similar to Old Faithful? Should I give up and live alone? ( I don't like that option very much.) I would really like to know how to handle this. I am basically a logical thinker but there seems to be no logic in this one. So who is right?