I saw her in the ladies' room, washing out her mug in the sink. I walked out the door. Then I heard some crashing and talking. I figured she must be talking to me, so I poked my head back in. She had dropped the mug and the handle had broken off. She promptly dumped the mug into the trash can.
That was mindboggling. It would never occur to me to do that. If a handle breaks off a mug, then I put the mug in a pile, waiting for me to get around to gluing the handle back on.
That's why I have so much clutter in my house.
That's why I have so many unfinished chores in my house.
My life would be simpler if I just immediately tossed stuff in the trash can.