I live on a house with four floors with husband and 6 year old son. We are fortunate to have a cleaner and so I don't have to do cleaning/laundry/ironing. What is driving me insane is the mess. Endless. Everywhere. I hate tidying. I particularly hate tidying up after other people. But if I don't do it it doesn't get done. Everything above the level of dirty coffee cups and old newspapers is invisible to my husband (e.g. there is a pile of un-put-away Christmas presents by his side of the bed). If I have a huge row with my son he will put away a few toys provided I do the lion's share. I have turned into a horrible nagging shrewish person and my house is still a tip.
Other than leave, what can I do?