Know what's fun? When DH has a fight with one of his Semen Demons and then takes it out on me!
Yes, DH and SS11 just had a blowout because SS11 is now so addicted to technology that he "neeeeds it to fall asleep!" The iPods are confiscated at bed time because it has been well established that they will stay up until 3:00 in the morning playing apps ("I'll only listen to the music" they say). SS11's favorite thing to do is fight grown-ups at every turn, so tonight was no different. Afterwards, DH came storming upstairs and started tossing stuff around talking about "Something needs to be done witht this fucking house." Pretty much apropos of nothing at all. Tossing stuff everywhere and doing the loud sigh that usually means he'll be pissed off for days. Also glaring at me. I ignore him when he gets this way because 1) it's stupid, and 2) 3/4 of the mess in this house isn't mine. His damnable spawn make huge messes, which he tells them to clean up, but they never do, and the counter space he's always complaining he doesn't have is because he insists on spreading his work out all over the place and letting his mail pile up. I'm not a neat freak, and my space in the house is a little cluttered, but not insane. I clean the bathroom, I sweep the dog hair regularly, 2/3 of the time I'm the one who does the dishes. I refuse to clean the skids' bathroom because I'm literally afraid to go in there. Maybe if his lazy-ass kids would actually make themselves useful and do some "housework," and what they're told, he'd be less grouchy. Oh...wait...no he won't, he STAYS mad.