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I am not one to rant, but this maybe a long one.
I seem to spend ALL of my weekends washing & drying clothes, loading & emptying the dishwasher, hoovering the kitchen area (the most used area of the house) & even closing & unclosing blinds / curtains. I kid you not - it takes around 20 minutes each evening for me to go around the ground floor of this house & close blinds / curtains. Whilst everyone else has an ‘actual’ weekend break.
On a Saturday morning I have a lie-in & Mr T gets up at 7am to deal with the pup. I am usually up by 8am but have been unusually exhausted as this past week I have also had Covid, whilst Mr T has been away from Wed to Fri doing the Christmas Party Circuit of his business, beer, football matches etc. So I have had to deal with that as well as life, whilst also wanting to cry / fall asleep at the drop of a hat & wheezing endlessly.
This morning I quietly flipped my lid. I woke thankful for the sleep just after 9am, showered, dressed & came down to…. A house in complete darkness. Because Mr T “can’t be bothered” to go around & open all the blinds / curtains & apart from the kitchen, everywhere was still in darkness.
I took my eldest out at 3pm to buy her Christmas Day outfit, after spending an hour sat writing & stamping all the family & friends Christmas Cards. I came back to a finished but still full dishwasher, a tumble dryer beeping it’s brains out to signify it was done & needed folding, no pets fed dinner, no blinds or curtains drawn despite being pitch black & Mr T lying on the kitchen sofa watching sports TV. And then I cooked dinner.
How do I approach this?
Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful for my lot, but no household is perfect & 100% rosy despite all the love & respect for each other.
If I ever criticise or pull up the Mr, he gets hugely petulant. His mother says he has been the same since a child - hates conflict or confrontation so gets snappy, mean & defensive. He reminds me of the 5 year old children at my school, which I blurted at him a few months ago & it shut him up pretty quick.
I just want some help & it’s not unreasonable. I work part time & nowhere near the same long hours as he does. I am mostly caretaker, home maker & here to be 100% for the girls & their schooling / after school activities. I work at a school so am tied to term time holidays with them.. This means Mr T can go to marathons ALL over the world with his mother & brothers, or golfing retreats in Portugal whenever he fancies without even checking in with me, as he knows I am at work if they are in school.
I’m pretty sick of it, as you can see. I feel fully taken for granted. I have spoken to my mother tonight & she says unfortunately this issue is as old as time & was the same for her, a stay at home mum of 4 whilst my father worked & did his thing.
I love Mr T & my babies SO much. But what do I do?? Earlier I quickly & angrily scribbled a list of chores in the kitchen & things I expect (girls to put their clean washing away THE SAME DAY as I leave it on their beds rather than dump it onto the floor & leave it there until it’s used up, empty the kitchen bins if full rather than keep ramming stuff into them, etc). I presume Mr T saw it as he cleared away the dinner dishes without being asked.
I am at a loss. The weekends are for me to enjoy too, rather than feeling like a full on housemaid.
I seem to spend ALL of my weekends washing & drying clothes, loading & emptying the dishwasher, hoovering the kitchen area (the most used area of the house) & even closing & unclosing blinds / curtains. I kid you not - it takes around 20 minutes each evening for me to go around the ground floor of this house & close blinds / curtains. Whilst everyone else has an ‘actual’ weekend break.
On a Saturday morning I have a lie-in & Mr T gets up at 7am to deal with the pup. I am usually up by 8am but have been unusually exhausted as this past week I have also had Covid, whilst Mr T has been away from Wed to Fri doing the Christmas Party Circuit of his business, beer, football matches etc. So I have had to deal with that as well as life, whilst also wanting to cry / fall asleep at the drop of a hat & wheezing endlessly.
This morning I quietly flipped my lid. I woke thankful for the sleep just after 9am, showered, dressed & came down to…. A house in complete darkness. Because Mr T “can’t be bothered” to go around & open all the blinds / curtains & apart from the kitchen, everywhere was still in darkness.
I took my eldest out at 3pm to buy her Christmas Day outfit, after spending an hour sat writing & stamping all the family & friends Christmas Cards. I came back to a finished but still full dishwasher, a tumble dryer beeping it’s brains out to signify it was done & needed folding, no pets fed dinner, no blinds or curtains drawn despite being pitch black & Mr T lying on the kitchen sofa watching sports TV. And then I cooked dinner.
How do I approach this?
Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful for my lot, but no household is perfect & 100% rosy despite all the love & respect for each other.
If I ever criticise or pull up the Mr, he gets hugely petulant. His mother says he has been the same since a child - hates conflict or confrontation so gets snappy, mean & defensive. He reminds me of the 5 year old children at my school, which I blurted at him a few months ago & it shut him up pretty quick.
I just want some help & it’s not unreasonable. I work part time & nowhere near the same long hours as he does. I am mostly caretaker, home maker & here to be 100% for the girls & their schooling / after school activities. I work at a school so am tied to term time holidays with them.. This means Mr T can go to marathons ALL over the world with his mother & brothers, or golfing retreats in Portugal whenever he fancies without even checking in with me, as he knows I am at work if they are in school.
I’m pretty sick of it, as you can see. I feel fully taken for granted. I have spoken to my mother tonight & she says unfortunately this issue is as old as time & was the same for her, a stay at home mum of 4 whilst my father worked & did his thing.
I love Mr T & my babies SO much. But what do I do?? Earlier I quickly & angrily scribbled a list of chores in the kitchen & things I expect (girls to put their clean washing away THE SAME DAY as I leave it on their beds rather than dump it onto the floor & leave it there until it’s used up, empty the kitchen bins if full rather than keep ramming stuff into them, etc). I presume Mr T saw it as he cleared away the dinner dishes without being asked.
I am at a loss. The weekends are for me to enjoy too, rather than feeling like a full on housemaid.