a fifo wife {me: about ready to scream}

Okay so let look at what I’m responsible for on a day to day basis:

1. Cleaning House
2. Doing laundry
3. Cooking
4. Looking after dogs, cats, and chickens
5. Running household finance
6. Taking care of the rentals
7. Running my small business
8. Doing the shop
9. Kids homework
10. Doing my little bloggy (and well this is a love not a chore)

Now I’m not complaining but well yes I guess I am and most times I get a bit of a hand but right now these last few days I’m struggling to stay on top of it and by that Im mean all of it and I’m about ready to scream. Now when I’m on my own that’s cool just suck it up and get it done but when I have a house full of people its just annoys the crap out of me. Our house has expanded to eight because my beautiful parents are here but crap its crazy.

Everyone wants a little something from me. I’m getting from everyone..why hasn’t that been done? Well because I was dealing with something else. My wonderful mother has been doing the washing but its the little things you know. Like breakfast for the kids, school lunches, getting them dressed, stripping the bed because B1 had an accident..so on it goes..why are you snapping at me…well while I’m feeding the dogs cats chicken and cooking dinner and feeding children while you are sitting watching TV at the dinner table.

My husband is working on my shop so I have no right to complain right…after all that’s for me..but then I get

Why didn’t you call her back then well because I thought I was doing the right thing and waiting until a reasonable hour. Then its people I don’t even know who I have kindly rented my house too. Why cant I have an air conditioner put into my lounge room? Why cant I have an exhaust fan put into the kitchen? Well it wasn’t there when you moved and well its winter so you don’t need an air conditioner and regarding the exhaust fan open your windows and doors and no I don’t have either of those.

Oh crap. Why cant I just ask for help? Because I know they would but I guess when it comes down to I don’t like to ask. I don’t like to impose and I guess I just expect people to see what they can do or perhaps ask me can they help and do it. Perhaps they think I’m doing okay? Yet what I really want to do is just scream for F*&k sake cant you see what needs to be done? Ahem..know the feeling?

Anyways as  much I love you I have to go and  take B2 to kindy so I can come back and make B3 breakfast because he we had a horrible night sleep and he has just got up despite being 9am.

xxDeb