My Job

Richard is having one of those days where he's just irritated at the messy state of our house. I hate these days, because he puts all of the blame on me (whether it's my fault or not), and it just ruins the entire day.

And then he starts cleaning ... which generally means he yells at me while he throws things out. I find it really insulting, for many reasons.

He blames me for the entire mess, which is really insulting because I'm not the one to blame for all of it. For example, he blames me for the three newspapers sitting on the kitchen table. Yes, I put them there, but only after I asked him if he wanted to look at them, and he responded with "later". Of course I took that to mean that he'd look at them later so I should not throw them out. Can I really be blamed for that one? I don't think so.

It's also really insulting because the things he's attempting to take care of are jobs I should be doing. Sure, they're not always jobs I get done (clearly, or he wouldn't be complaining about the mess), but still ... he's not the one I expect to do these things. And, it's not like I do nothing all the time. He doesn't really notice what I do get done, which is really irritating. He just notices when I don't get all of the dishes washed, or when the laundry isn't done twice a freaking day, or when our house is not spotless. Sorry, dear Richard, but there is only so much I can get done in 2-3 hours of total naptime during the day. Honestly, I probably could get a bit more done, but our house still won't be spotless by any means.

And it really doesn't help that when he's home on the weekends, we seem to busy to get anything done at all around the house ... so things like dishes just add up, you know? He doesn't seem to understand that I can't very well do dishes AND do laundry AND go run around outside with him and Aden AND go here and there all weekend. I'm only one person!

Also, during Aden's longer 2-hour nap, I can only do so much. First things first, it's dishes. So that's one thing, but then sometimes I want to do something for ME. I'll play Wii Fit for 20 minutes or I'll shower ... which means I obviously can't do chores for those 20 minutes. Is it so wrong for me to get in shape or get clean? I didn't think so, but I guess I might be wrong.

Sorry if my house is such a mess, but really ... there are sometimes just more important things. It's still my job to do, and I know it. I'm working on it, but it doesn't help that Richard has to insult me about it all the time.