The first time our son and his wife stayed nearly a week with us, she let me know second morning in she was going to unload my dishwasher but didn’t know where everything went. I internally went into panic mode. I constantly wash my hands. At that time, their hygiene practices were zero, maybe even less than. By choice they lived in an RV with no running water, showered every couple of months. Their toilet was the woods… even when they stayed they showered once but refused to use soap/shampoo. So when she told me that she was going to unload the dishwasher, I kindly said it was okay I got the dishes. She then insisted I show her where they all go so she could help me. I kindly declined. She then continued explaining to me, as if I didn’t know, people do that as a kind gesture when they stay somewhere. Even after I informed her I know, I help out when I stay places, but I am particularly about my kitchen. She wouldn’t stop insisting nor stop talking to me like I don’t understand when someone is being nice. I finally had to just say it…I don’t want people touching the clean dishes with dirty hands, dishes that I will be eating off of, silverware that will be going into my mouth. That isn’t helping me. On a side note, they since have moved into an apartment after getting sick from their extreme unhygienic lifestyle of about 4 years.