Choosing Battles & Knowing When to Call It Quits.

Sometimes, in the grand scheme of things, you have to know when to call it quits.

I've learned over the years of being with 3M that it's best to just let it go sometimes. There are a lot of things I wish were different- that I wish he would do, but I have chosen to just not bother with the bother of it all.

I've learned that his tolerance for clutter is a tiny bit higher than mine. It used to be his job to hoover every weekend. But after he hoovers I dusted. Now I get up earlier than him- about three hours usually, so I like to get my housework done and out of the way before he gets up- so we can have more together time. So I usually just hoover myself so I can go ahead and dust and everything is done when he gets up.

Then there's the laundry. I feel like I'm always doing laundry on the weekends. It's my biggest chore because it takes so long. I usually do three loads on the weekends... No- four. Darks, colours, whites- and the bed linens and towels. 3M offered to take over the chore if I would sort them. So I happily agreed. So, I got up the following weekend, got it all sorted into the loads and waited. A couple of hours after he got up- and we went to get grocery shopping done and then had a cup of tea, he put the first load in the washer.......and then I had to go show him the settings for the washer. Okay- no problem. And then two hours later, I had to put the clothes in the dryer. And then I loaded up the washer with load two after the first load was finished drying because we cant run the washer AND the dryer at the same time without blowing a fuse. And then I took them out of the dryer- and folded them- and put the away.
So basically his idea of doing the laundry is putting them in the washer and adding laundry detergent and fabric softener and turning the machine on.
Hmmmmm.....
Okay, so this has went on a few weeks now. I cant wait all day to get the laundry done- and some of it has to be taken out of the dryer and hung up immediately after the dryer stops to keep it from wrinkling and me having to iron it- a chore I absolutely DESPISE!!!!!!

So I'm officially calling it quits.
I'm not nagging anymore- or suggesting, or asking. I'm just doing it myself because the stress of  the waiting- and not knowing of things are going to get done or not is driving me insane.
I look at it like this- if I was single I would be taking the trash out to the bins myself, and I would be doing the hoovering and dusting and laundry myself, and the cooking and the dishes and all the hundreds of other little things I do or stress about him doing- or rather not doing, so why torture myself? Just act as tho I'm single, and be thankful I have my love by my side when we go to bed at night and to hold me and kiss away my fears when I wake at night crying from some bad dream or other and all the other things he DOES do for me on a daily basis.

I love him- and that should be enough.