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So I'm having a bad day....
Let me just unload....
So over the past 2-3 years my wifes fibromyalgia and anxiety has got worse to the point where I've ended up doing all the secular work myself apart from the odd invoices she sends out for me. I don't mind it so much I'm the husband and I love my wife,
I frequently come home to a house that's not dirty or untidy but hasn't changed in the last 3 to 4 days apart from the odd load of clothes that are washed, a sink full of pots may have been washed and left on the draining board and an occasional vacuum. Not forgetting the 50/50 chance that I come home to a meal that's already cooked and waiting for me after a full day's window cleaning. The other 50 % of the time I will come home and either grab somthing from a takeaway or end up cook something for us as she is in too much pain with her arms and wrists swelling up from the 'fibro'.
And then today I'm playing (recreational) with a smart trainer I got cheap trying to make it work, came down to make a snack asked if she wanted anything.... no no.... so I made a few chicken nuggets and chips literally a few on a small plate.... then she shouts through.... can you make me some cheese on toast.... you make it better than me.....
Then due to a small issue I won't bore you with, I was still trying to get this Turbo trainer to work properly when I get another shout.... can you put the heater on in the bedroom.... can you change the bed for me....
I appreciate that she is limited in what she can do... but I do feel extremely unappreciated at times.....
Right.... rant over.... I'm off to bed.
Let me just unload....
So over the past 2-3 years my wifes fibromyalgia and anxiety has got worse to the point where I've ended up doing all the secular work myself apart from the odd invoices she sends out for me. I don't mind it so much I'm the husband and I love my wife,
I frequently come home to a house that's not dirty or untidy but hasn't changed in the last 3 to 4 days apart from the odd load of clothes that are washed, a sink full of pots may have been washed and left on the draining board and an occasional vacuum. Not forgetting the 50/50 chance that I come home to a meal that's already cooked and waiting for me after a full day's window cleaning. The other 50 % of the time I will come home and either grab somthing from a takeaway or end up cook something for us as she is in too much pain with her arms and wrists swelling up from the 'fibro'.
And then today I'm playing (recreational) with a smart trainer I got cheap trying to make it work, came down to make a snack asked if she wanted anything.... no no.... so I made a few chicken nuggets and chips literally a few on a small plate.... then she shouts through.... can you make me some cheese on toast.... you make it better than me.....
Then due to a small issue I won't bore you with, I was still trying to get this Turbo trainer to work properly when I get another shout.... can you put the heater on in the bedroom.... can you change the bed for me....
I appreciate that she is limited in what she can do... but I do feel extremely unappreciated at times.....
Right.... rant over.... I'm off to bed.