Normally I wouldn’t complain about my husband and his kids or mine. Normally I just smile and continue with my day. But today I’m feeling extremely unappreciated and need to rant.

I work 40+ hours a week. (Monday - Friday). I take the kids to all their extracurricular activities like softball and dance multiple times a week. On weekends I spend a lot of time cleaning and doing laundry. I pay ALL the bills at our house minus a cell phone bill right now. I’m constantly having to pick up after his brat kids because they leave things everywhere. The oldest one takes bath towels in her room after a shower and won’t EVER bring them to laundry to be washed. No one but me does dishes. Occasionally he will cook dinner. He works 12 hr shifts, but only like 16 days of the month so he’s off work a lot of days.

Today, I took out all our trash (like always) and pushed the dumpster to the curb for pickup. I left for a doctors appointment. He sends me a text telling me the neighbors dog knocked over our dumpster and tore our trash up all over the yard etc. I get home and the trash is still all over the place and he’s gone to work early “for training” I didn’t even know about. Now I get to clean up this mess and take kids to softball and dance, cook dinner, and everything else. Why couldn’t he pick up the damn trash?! 🙄😒