We're both crap with the house tbh, but whereas the whole thing annoys me and I know it is my fault, he sends DD to "tidy her toys", and she is 4, having been raised in the house of crap she is completely stunned by it all and doesn't know where to start.
I understand that and try to do it with her (you do all the yellow things, I do all the pink), he just gets cross because she says she can't.
We need to do her room each night with her before bed, but again, we are crap and don't, so it turns into a hell hole of toys and books. So whereas I pick my way through and give her her milk in bed, he sent her through with it, and then told her off for spilling it.
I've had a headache since yesterday afternoon (if I wake mid migraine I have this headache for the next few days that feels like my head is caving in), I took strong painkillers last night and sleeping pills to get through it, so he feels like I had a lie in so should have been up and raring to go to take them out during the rugby (like I had said I would), but I was only barely up to it when I finally did get out with them at half time.
I still feel like crap, they got their dinner all over the lounge, and he decided to play his game/tidy the kitchen whilst I bathed them rather than cleaning the tomato sauce stains off the carpet, so they were harder for me to do when I got downstairs.
He sees me as being on the computer all the time, so it means he can play his game all the time - but the reality is that I spend 90% of my time on the computer working, NOT playing.
Pissed off with the world and wanting him to understand, and he never does.
No, we don't need councelling or divorce, we just need more money so there would be less pressure and I would be a nicer person to be around. I would play on the computer all day if I had to live with me.
Sorrry for the essay, it turns out that I needed to offload.