Please read the Introduction first!

I was going to talk about the Unpacking process, but im in a shitty mood, and dont feel like explaining what has happened, and still happens occasionally, with regard to my autistic unpacking. So, I guess I’ll talk about it later in this post, or in a different post at some later date.

I had a cranky day. I was unhappy about just about everything. I was bent out of shape primarily because I felt unappreciated. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t do much around here. It works like this: she does only things she likes or doesn’t mind doing. I do everything else. The more chores I do, and as I try to do them more often, it seems that she comes to expect these things and tends takes me for granted. More to the point, she takes for granted that this shit for granted. For example, since I wash the dishes, she will use an inordinate number of plates, utensils, pots, pans, and anything else she can think of. It’s almost passive-aggressive; just keep throwing stuff in the sink until everything (recycling, trash) is now swimming in a “garbage soup”. It makes it a cramp to clean, and a bitch to keep up with; I do dishes 3-4 times a day. If I say anything about trash, recyclables, whatever being lazily tossed in the sink, she will rinse the dishes, throw out the trash/recyclables, and stop the “soup”. After a week, or so, it starts getting bad again. I have no reason to bitch, actually; like I said, I don’t do much anyway.

Oh well, enough pointless rambling about my shitty mood. Sorry if you read this for nothing.

Be Safe, Be Well
~fss