so God must've took pity on me since i didn't get mad or annoyed or anything last night. this was the convo after i came in:

Roommie: so did you notice all the cleaning i've done?
Me: yes, you've cleaned according to the schedule
R: no, not just that, but i cleaned everything
M: great, thanks
R: i pulled out the oven and
M: WHAT?!?!?! you PULLED OUT THE OVEN? that's really dangerous!
R: i KNOW it's dangerous but i HAD to do it. i found all this oil dripped & dust bunnies so i scrubbed everything
M: okay, thanks
R: i also cleaned the toaster, the microwave, under the microwave and behind
M: good
R: are you going to clean the fridge?
M: why?
R: there's some spilled korean-food looking thing there under the drawers. see? (shows me under one of the vegetable drawers - which is completely hidden)
M: okay i'll clean that next time i'm suppose to clean the kitchen
R: what about under the sink in the bathroom? the cabinet?
M: what's wrong with it?
R: well, it smells like someone threw up in there
M: i dont' smell anything. it's just all the cleaning supplies in there
R: i think you should clean it
M: maybe

i think she's either really bored or really suffering badly from OCD. i do not live in a pigsty!!! but instead of getting mad and dismissive, i looked into her eyes and responded clearly and just let her know it's not at all serious, all these cleaning priorities.