I'm starting to notice my candy stash moving to the computer room. Funny I didn't realize little Hershey bars had legs. But then, his pants seem to just walk themselves into my room and layout across my chair. Seems like an evil trade to me, I get warn out pants to fix and he gets my good candy.
But my biggest complaint has to be getting a call at work asking where something is. Then I hear "I've gone thru all the drawers in your room." Other than the candy stash I have no secrets from him, but it'd save time if he just called first. Why does he think EVERYTHING is in my room??