I Hate Laundry!!!

I have been married for 12 years. I have two children, 4 and 8. I love my family but I HATE housework. Hate is not even a strong enough word for how much I dislike it. The two things I hate the most are laundry and kitchen duty. When I married my husband he was 26 and still living at home with his Mom and Dad. His Mom has always and will always do ALL household chores. So he grew up with her cooking, cleaning, laundry, EVERYTHING. So, he expects me to do all that too. And I like an idiot took on the role. Now after all these years I am so sick and tired of it that I am ready to scream. I am so resentful towards him about this.

I have tried to talk with him about it. I have asked nicely. I have screamed and acted like a total bitch about it. Nothing works. He will occasionally do laundry. His laundry. He will sometimes unload and load the dishwasher. I think I wouldn't be as resentful if he would take care of the outside of the house. But, he doesn't. He will cut the yard, when he feels like it. Then he leaves the bagged grass clippings to rot in the bags for weeks in our yard. He doesn't weed eat. He won't try to get the weeds under control. He will power wash the house when he gets to it. In the mean time we have a dirty house for months on end. I stay mad at him about all this most of the time. I don't know how to get it through his thick head that this stuff is really important to me and he needs to get it done.

If I had the money, I would hire it done. But we don't have the money. I am to the point now where I just have stopped doing alot of stuff. I do the bare minimum to get us by. I do the laundry. I cook sometimes and clean up the kitchen afterwards. I grocery shop. But I don't stay on top of it like I used to. The house right now is such a mess. This past Sunday in the car on the way home from church, I said: "Can we please take time today to get the house straightened up? I don't mean we have to spend all day cleaning. I just mean lets all spend 30 minutes to an hour cleaning up." He didn't respond. I asked: "Did you hear me?" He said "Yes." I said, "Well, don't you care how bad our house looks right now?" He agreed. But then he didn't do a damn thing towards getting it cleaned up. I cooked lunch, cleaned up after lunch, did laundry. He layed on the couch and watched TV and took a nap.

Then he wonders why in the world I am not ready to jump in bed and have hot sex with him. Duh!?!?!?!?!?!