I totally went off on my husband.
I feel like an ass, but I'd been holding on to a lot of this for the entirety of our marriage (nearly 12 years).
His mom and step-mom basically did everything for him as far as cleaning, cooking, laundry, etc. Now it's sort of assumed I'll just do everything. On top of working a full-time job and taking care of our two girls.
I finally had a blow-up moment last night (as usual he was sitting on the couch, watching TV) as I was trying to clean up a pan that had come out of the dishwasher less-than-clean. The house was a pit, stuff fell off the counter, one of the girls got her comb in a wad of toothpaste, and I'm the only one doing anything.
I left the house. Drove for like 45 minutes. Came home. He's in the bedroom hanging up clothes. The only time he does something like this is when I'm mad.
So, today I emailed him that we needed to talk tonight and he agreed, saying with how I acted all mad last night it was obvious. So I just let it all out, right there, in the reply email.
Ugh. I don't even want to go home to this crap again. And by 'this crap', I mean laundry and dirty dishes and toys and stuff everywhere and no one doing anything but me.
Damn it, mothers of boys, you are SCREWING your future daughters-in-law over.