It’s been done to death I know but I need a sympathetic ear. We have company due later. Dd3 is playing nicely and dd7mo is asleep. Perfect chance to rip through the house to get it in order after Xmas chaos. What does husband do? Disappear to the fuxking garage. When I ask for help scrubbing toilets and folding laundry he can’t because apparently it “needs” organising and now is his only opportunity.
AHHHHHHHGGH. Guess I’ll just clean the whole house by myself then.