So I am in the midst of a temper tantrum. Not a “kicking my feet and screaming” kind of tantrum, but I am not a happy camper. Is it just me, am I silly to expect the hubby to help out around here? At least maybe pick up misplaced socks, or find a home for an abandoned toy?
I mean, I am not asking the guy to *gasp* wash dishes or *horrors* do laundry. I am not delusional. But I would like some help just keeping a clear pathway open from our entry way through the living room.
I wonder if he is so reluctant to help out because, after all, I am home all day? (I will never know the true answer to this question though, because I know he will never have the nerve to tell me if this is what he truly thinks.) Would it make a difference if I was out at a job all day, and came home at the end of the day?
Seriously I do not think so.
There are days where I just go about doing my own cleaning thing and honestly do not feel bothered by the hubby’s lack of help (days where bluebirds are singing, we are not dead broke, and the kids are being, well, good. Yes, these days are far and few between)
Then there are days like today.
So, I am having a temper tantrum. And he knows it. And he is helping. A bit. But why should I have to throw a hissy fit to get such help??
Am I wrong? I can take it. May not agree, but I can take hearing others’ opinions.
So, do you and your hubby share the household duties, or is that pleasure all yours?
