Is it really that hard?

Lately, I feel all I do is vent about the hubster.  Today is no different.

I have a morning routine I follow on weekdays. It looks like this:

• Wake up
• Pee, brush teeth, wash face
• Walk and feed the dogs
• Turn on coffee maker and make my lunch
• Go to office and putz around on the computer (check email, facebook, etc)
• Get ready for work, pack my lacrosse bag (in season only), make coffee, and put lunch and water into my bag
• Turn off lights and leave for work

I do this every morning, and for the past week when I walk into the office, there is always something on my desk that my lovely husband has left for me.  This week it has been a blanket on my chair, a banana peel on my desk, and several dirty plates on my desk.  WTF?   Is it really had to leave said items on your own damn chair or desk.

For some background information, we have the same desks.  We bought these desks, but without the pullout park at Ikea:

They are pretty good sized desks.  Mine looks like this.  His looks like a filing cabinet throw up on it.  So obviously, there is no room for a dirty plate on his desk.  Of course, while there is food on it and he needs to eat off of it, there's plenty of room on his desk for it.  It bothers the crap out of me that he puts this shit on my clean and neat desk.  I always move his crap back on to his desk so that he knows I know where it was.  Is it really that hard to walk all the way over to the kitchen to put your plate in the sink (which I will wash) or throw away a banana peel?  Apparently, it is and it's too much to ask to leave your junk on your own desk.