My soon to be DH got himself put the curb last Tuesday night for all of these reasons and for letting things get so out of control in "his man cave" that it made the whole house stink. I finally had enough and packed his matching luggage---all white trash bags. I had to take a vacumn to the top of his computer desk it was so foul. So, if anyone is looking for a DH of your own here in alaska, mine is out there somewhere. Unable to fold a sock, change a bed, dust or cook. All in all a blessing.