Well I'll add a moan
DH had a go at me for emptying the DW while he was playing sudoku saying he wanted a 'quiet breakfast' and when I retorted that chance would be a fine thing but I've always got chores to do the twunt started to mock me .
So I threw a metal 1l jug at him and walked off. I'm NOT tolerating that I just know he doesn't comprhened the ammount of work this house is. He couldn't do it.
As I've been spending time in the garden, house flying has been neglected and not a thing has been done. I'm chasing my tail again and not giving quality time to Ed Sadly it seems to be easier to put on an educational video to babysit him and get on with the house work. That's not parenting is it?
We are still in pjs. The front room is a heap and I'm trying hard to muster some gumption. Ed needs a haircut and...I can't be arsed to go out today.
Mopped and scrubbed the kitchen floor tho