Why??

I am tired of coming home and feeling frustrated every other week.

I am tired of repeating myself and seeing no improvement.

I am tired of coming back everytime to see things accumulate to the point where one will be too lazy to clear.

I was hoping to feel peace and tranquility in coming home yet I feel like I live in a warehouse with a perpetual sense of unsettledness.

If things don't improve after this Sunday clean up, I think I might as well move back.