I’m probably going to get shot down here and that’s okay becAuse I want honesty.
I’ve been married to my wife for 10 years and we have two children. 6 and 3.
I work as a director of a medium sized company and work a lot of hours.
My wife Is a part time student 2 days a week
Kids are at nursery and school full time.
My wife makes dinner in the week and does the laundry. Since she started college she no longer irons.
We have a largish house and two dogs as well as the sprogs.
The house has been hard to keep on top of and it’s been stressing me out.
I know it doesn't bother my wife as much as me so I’ve been taking Saturday morning to totally blitz the house, because I just don’t get time in the week, out at about 7am after walking dogs and usually back just in time for bed time for the kids.
By the time the weekend comes I’m usually filling a bin bag of rubbish before I start cleaning and just tidying the mess takes a couple of hours.
The idea of doing this would be it would be easier to keep on top of. However it’s just meant my wife is leaving everything until the Saturday for me.
I really don’t want to be chauvinist pig, but the simple matter is that I don’t like living in crap and if I was at home more and she was working the hours I am m, then I’d have no problem doing more housework.
I’ve spoken to her about it but she just shuts down on me.
I’ve suggested getting a cleaner but she won’t entertain it.
I feel frustrated by the situation as I don’t feel we ever get beyond just about coping with the house, so it’s disorganised and nothing gets improved - silly things like sorting out draws, putting up pictures etc
I’m bloody exhausted and just want to relax at home. I don’t mind doing the housework at the weekend, but I want the house not be a stressful shit pit in the week as well.
She’s not depressed, she just doesn’t want to do it. When she was doing more (before I started the big cleans) she’d do a job a day so that in reality the house was never in good order all at once.
I Love her very deeply and believe me I’ve got a lot of faults but this one thing is really getting to me.
So there you go, rip me to shreds mumsnetters, tell me I’m being a jerk and how I should handle this. Ta.