You know when something so small just pushed you over the edge.
Well this Christmas it started on Christmas eve because I told the children to turn the television off before teatime and husband had a go at me. Christmas day I didn't make enough food and he wanted more. Boxing day I didn't make eggs on toast for breakfast for the kids. "They should have eggs on toast every morning, why do I have to make this into an argument, can you just make them eggs instead of lazily giving them cereal" (cereal is always weetabox/porridge/granola etc.theres no problem there with me filling them with junk)
As not to drip feed I am always told what to do by my husband because in his mind he knows better than me. Even though all these 'great ideas' he doesn't do himself.
I'm at sahm so I do all the cooking/cleaning/pay bills/shopping/school runs/dog care.
I have a small part time flexible job which I work either school hours of evenings.
The only thing I don't do is drive, so any driving is left to him.
He thinks he is gods gift because he goes to work and occasionally drives his children to places.
I've asked him to leave multiple times but he has nowhere to go so he wont. He wouldn't dream of going back to his parents. The house is rented and we are both on the tenancy.
I don't really know why I posted. Needed to vent really.