Sure, things are getting better, but now I see that BF is lazing about while I am at work. Baloney sandwiches for dinner. He is asleep when I go home for lunch (9 pm or so) and the kids are still up and running between rooms.

Dishes are not done, stuff on the kitchen table, it just never ends.

Between room-mate and spouse, yeah... that is where I am. I can't complain, but I pay to live there.

Maybe I am just down since it is "Aunt Flo's" visit.

I just so hate that he wants me to keep up with things, even though I work at night and sleep during the day. He says, "buy me stuff at the grocery I can make for dinner..." Uh, ok, frozen lasagna, hot dogs. That is about it, "make it healthy though." WTH????

His daughter has had issues with sleeping in her own room. Ok, sure, counselor finally said, "she does not sleep in the parents room" no, now tonight she was sleeping in MY daughter's room. She went in there after I told them to go to bed. "Um, SD10, what are you doing?"

"I am sleeping in (your daughter's) room tonight"

"Did your Dad ok that?"

"He is asleep..."

"Does that mean you get to do what you want?"

Silence..... pout......

"Fine, sleep in there, I will talk to your father about it later"

Yeah, a lot of good that will do, I am sure it will be....
"What is wrong with that???"

Sigh... I am so about to give up and let the maniacs run the asylum.