As a young teen I came home from a dance one night to find all the clutter in my room on my bed, I was tired and had to clean it up just to go to bed. My dad did it. Lesson learned.
When I was in tech school I did all hte cooking and cleaning at home........wel I finally got sick and tired of my brother and my mother just coming home and dumping their stuff wherever they pleased and so one day I had enough.
I dumped all of their stuff in a pile in the middle of the living room floor (an old trick of my dad's)Dad got home from work, took one look and didn't say a word. But he was within earshot when my brother came home and then again later when my mother came home.
Neither scene was pretty - but I never had to do it again.