Breakfast usually passes off ok as everyone forages in the cupboards and the fridge... but sometimes they drop not so subtle hints about bacon f*cking sandwiches..
But lunch... everyone seems to look at me. I work part time. DP is working full time from home and both DS and DD have a lot of distance learning with DD (14) having a full timetable. DS (7) needs loads of supervision though and most of that falls to me.
Then dinner that seems to be entirely my job too.. and I've had enough..
Then clearing up.. they seem to think there's a clearing up fairy which just sometimes has a tantrum and refuses to do it. The clearing up fairy has produced a rota which gets ignored by everyone.... and has been lost several times 
And who makes sure there are snacks in the cupboard and fruit in the fruit bowl.. no prizes for guessing
I'm sick of thinking of what to feed people, sick of making sure the food is there, sick of cooking it, dead sick of clearing up ... and no one flipping appreciates it anyway..
Oh and dd is Presbyterian but won't touch mushroom or aubergine, DP only seems to like raw veg 
and DS helpfully likes nearly everything
DP does help a bit - he does all the maths and music lessons with children and if he can tell I've really had enough suggests a take away but even then i feel like I clean up.. However he's working full time and more trying to keep business afloat
All I ever seem to do is supervise lessons, cook, clean, load and unload the dishwasher, do the laundry, ...
and still the house looks a f*cking tip and I keep being asked whats for dinner. If I hear the words... "what's for dinner?" one mroe time I swear the person who asks it WILL BE THE DINNER...
Damn feel a bit better for ranting and raging but really I've had enough of lockdown 
I think tonihgt I'm going completely on strike and taking a big plate of cheese and biscuits and fruit to bed and they can do what the hell they like...