Here's some of the things my beloved family does that really ticks me off:
Whenever we run out of iced tea, the pitcher gets placed in front of the Ice Tea Maker where it will sit until *I* make a fresh pot. Nobody else seems to know how this thing works. And yes, I hate my kitchen tile. Someday, maybe, we'll remodel the kitchen. But why rush these things.
Putting dirty dishes NEXT to the sink:
Instead of IN the dishwasher that is SO far from the sink:
Not unloading the dishwasher because "I didn't know the dishes were clean" despite a teeny tiny clue: