Frustration

I am growing frustrated.

With clutter.

With never-ending housework.

With messes that only I seem to be able to notice.

With half-finished jobs.

After reading "The Happiness Project" I adjusted my outlook. I stopped WAITING for things to get done and also tried to stop nagging. I am finding that it is easier to do things myself; I only wish I had more free time. (I'm starting to feel like I need to re-read Happiness Project, since my feelings of frustration, anger and resentment are coming back.)

I was frustrated when coffee grounds were spilled all over the counter (and floor) and were not wiped up; I was told "I thought you would clean that when you clean up the rest of the kitchen counters".

Last night, I cleaned up almost all of the mess in the kitchen. I left a pile of cast iron skillets, a pasta strainer and a sippy cup by the sink to be washed. I informed hubby that I left a few things there for HIM to wash.

I have an entire playpen FULL of laundry to fold right now. On Monday alone, I washed SEVEN LOADS (after taking Sunday off from laundry.) I would like to get at the clean laundry, but ONCE AGAIN I am unloading the dishwasher (which was long ago agreed that it is NOT my job), hand washing the dishes that did NOT get done, sweeping the mess off the floor, taking out the trash, refilling the toilet paper and handsoap, etc, etc, etc. (along with picking up toys, books, etc) and caring for our children.

I am frustrated that I was the butt of a joke when I called to ask "Do you remember if we needed more baby forks or baby spoons?" and was told "You know, if you would WASH THE DISHES, we wouldn't need to buy more." while hearing snickering from the audience at work. (I ALMOST hung up. I was MAD! And I am NOT one who "gets mad".)

The truth is: I do A LOT of frickin' work and am getting angry that it goes unappreciated and un-noticed.... all. the. time!