yeah, I know how you're feeling.

I don't think he cares if the house is a jumble... and he certainly don't care enough to take care of it.

I have to say, he's failed the "nesting" concept, you know, bowls, cookers...

He does some cooking and it's the best.

And other things he does very well now, shopping at the Dollar General, dishwasher (in/out), folding most laundry and putting it away, going to the USPS for both of us (2 boxes). He's graduated.

And then.... well, he tries to get by as long as he can on most other stuff that he will do but procrastinates till I'm furious.

I have found writing things on a list is better for both of us.... if you can write well enough for him to read what you meant...

and besides, when he don't want to I don't want him to then. So we both end up setting in jumble.

It's our Palace. Rome wasn't built in a day, you know.

When you can, take a strike at it and walk away, It'll be there for you when you're able to take another strike at it. Even engage your feet if you can, to pick things up off the floor, separating clothes, move the laundry basket to another area.

And for a year or two... or four... five... I ran a copying machine with my feet. yelp, had that sucker in the floor.

I'm able enough to get to it a bite at a time, so it's looking better than it's looked in years, inside and out. It does help the mood some too. You just have to wear invisible blinders at times and go on with your day. Do the best you can. Hit the high spots if you can.

I did like the "Funny cleaning tips" from "DiMarie" Where can I get one of those? It's a cutie !!!

We grew closer but with lots of stress cracks !!!! use LOVE for glue

It'll all work out.

We're a work in progress...