It was the few things that wouldn't fit in the dishwasher when I did them yesterday afternoon, and stuff from dinner. And yea, it was just reloading the dishwasher. But honestly, I got up early because I couldn't sleep, not because I had a raging urge to do extra housework at 5 am.
We don't have a communal chore list. Everything falls to me. Not so much because I'm the only woman in the house, as much as I am the only one in the house (except for the kids when they are home on weekends, and I don't think it's fair to ask them to clean up after the rest of us from the week before and I know they have quite a few chores at thier dad's during the week, so I only have them do certain chores) who will get off my a3 and actually DO anything around the d4 house. I do about 99% of the cooking, about 95% of the cleaning, 95% of the shopping and other errands, almost everything for the kids that they are not yet old enough to do for themselves, work more hours than the other 2 combined, and frankly, if it weren't for me, Dad's dog would not even have survived her recent illness, because I am the one who has given her all of her meds, and did the warm compresses on her abcess, and held her in my lap while she trembled and whined because she was in pain and had no other way to tell us, and the one who force fed her water so she wouldn't die of dehydration and held her on my lap with syringes full of baby food because we couldn't get her to eat any other way...
Basically, I am feeling rather irritated because when I wake up early on weekdays, sometimes that is the only real "me time" I can get. I don't want to have to spend it doing more crap for the lazy a3hats I live with. |
