I need a vent

Its 9am and its already such a rough day.

Today is day 9 of stims. I couldn't sleep until 2am, woke up at 7 with our 2 year old, and was so uncomfortable.

Our son had a 30 minute fit about not wanting to brush his teeth this morning. I have a load of towels in the dryer that need to get folded. My brother in law, living with us 5 months now, keeps turning the AC on so our electric bill has gone up $30 in 3 days. My husband still hasn't told him that he can't stay past the end of June. I am not comfortable confronting him for a few reasons.

Something in our kitchen sink reeks because my husband didn't do the dishes last night (his only chore). We can't leave the house because I had to order additional stim meds to be delivered today some time. There's a pile of books to be donated in our living room. Our son emptied his diapers onto the kitchen floor. The wrist I sprained last week is achey.

I'm just feeling so overwhelmed today and if I dont do these things they'll just sit and pile up consistently until I do them.