I told him since he was painting, my daughter is taking a nap and step son is playing Xbox that I was gonna go lay down because there wasn't much for me to do. He said I can name 15 things to do. I told him I wasn't cleaning, his response "I already knew that" oh go to hell. I did part of the dishes, took the trash out, cleaned the bathroom and gave my daughter a bath, all while feeling like I'm going to throw up. So it's not like I've sat on my ass doing nothing all morning. I deserve a little rest. Get over it.