Never too much

OK, I'm frazzled. It happens so often that I can't possibly do everything that needs to be done and that only stresses me out more.

I can't believe how much I took for granted the expansive TIME I had before I had kids. How did I squander all those evenings and weekends? Seriously, what did I do back then with all that time and why couldn't I have saved some for a rainy day or ANY day with kids?

I'd just like to wave to my former friend SLEEP from across the room...hey buddy...remember when we used to hang out all morning Saturday? It's been so long since I spent quality time with you, sleep, are we just acquaintances now? Send me a Christmas card, won't ya?

This morning while I was getting ready for work, I was having an internal fight with my husband (who, lucky for him, wasn't home). I was yelling at him for all the things he hasn't been doing. The toilet still leaks, the taxes still aren't done, the house is a mess and we have a showing tomorrow. I got the kids up and dressed and ready for daycare while he spent 45 minutes in the bathroom! And the list of rants kept growing...for the last few nights I've been fixing the computer after the kids go to bed to make things easier for him to work from home and he's been going to bed early. I get done at 10PM only to come upstairs and start putting the dinner dishes away. Plus, his back hurts so he is unbearable to be around. I'm grumpy and overworked and I need help, not more man-whining! Men + sick = my nightmare...but that's another post entirely!

My husband (in the fight in my head) is saying he does more than his father did so I should just deal. In fact, when my FIL visits he's horrified for my DH because he is 'forced' to do any number of fatherly duties, like for example, change a diaper! I tell my husband (in the fight in my head, of course) he does not have a valid excuse, for his mother never worked full-time and times have changed, buddy! Suck it up and move on.

Yet, I can't move on. I have this huge desire to talk to those women back them (and perhaps shake some sense into them!) How women didn't voice their displeasure earlier is beyond me! How did they do it ALL and not be miserable ALL the time? I have all the modern conveniences and still only get a hot meal on the table half the time. Why did they let men slack off for so long? I both admire and blame them.

So, some advice, men...you can NEVER do too much. There is no such thing as you doing too much housework, being too romantic, or playing with your children for too long. Time has a way of getting away from us, no matter how idle or busy we are. The trick is squeezing time like it's a orange...'til there's not one drop of OJ left. Then, maybe we'll have time for a little more squeezing as man and wife...but that's another post entirely!