He cared for me when I was really ill, and couldn't dig the garden/tidy the garage/mend the guttering - my fault. Now I'm able to go out alone and do so (to Tesco for an hour on a Saturday morning - woo hoo!) he still can't do those things - my fault.
The house isn't tidy when he comes home, because I'm looking after four children under 7 all day - my fault. He has the children while I'm out for my one hour alone, he can't tidy the house because I've left him with all four - my fault.
He's so bloody cross with me all day. I tried talking to him earlier and he grunted at me, and then I gave up, started peeling carrots and he snapped at me and said I wasn't very talkative.
Someone tell me going back to being submissive is a bad idea, because right now, it's looking like an attractive option.