Just that really. I am married and my 2 kids are still at home (18 and 20). I pine for the days when I lived on my own in a beautiful tidy little flat - I wish I had never moved on from that. I am treated like a bloody skivvy, no one ever helps. They say all you have to do is ask for help but am I being unreasonable in thinking that I shouldn't have to bloody ask, that they can see as well as I can when the dishwasher needs loaded and unloaded, when there are dishes and shit lying around the house. I work as hard as any one of them in my job yet I'm supposed to wait on them all hand and foot. I could cry!!