Crumbs. On the floor. Do my head in! I have to resist running for the little hand held vac. DH is the worst offender. Even when he uses a plate, all these crumbs end up on the floor. Why can't people eat neatly?

I can't stand polystyrene. The sound and texture gives me goosebumps.

I also have to shower at night or I cant get to sleep.

I need peace and quiet at night to wind down.

Anything that lands on the floor must be washed. If someone drops the dishcloth and then wants to dry the dishes with it, I'll take it off them. I've seen people use a benchcloth to wipe something on the floor then use it again on the bench. I nearly threw up.