Well my husband was medically retired from the army after 21 yrs. last June.He laughed one day and said you'll get tired of looking at me!Of course i said no way(i was just glad he wasn't getting deployed again and again.Let me tell you.It is getting rough,to say the least.He has PTSD as do i.Therefore AAHHHHGGG!!!!!It was nice to at first having him home doing things.Then in Feb 09 he had 1 of many to come (dreaded surgery)he doesn't deal well with pain.That is when it started.The decline of us,home,kids!He was in his room with TV Fox news,politics,attitude.Period.I've ran this house pretty much alone since 04 when first deployed.I just didn't realize that everything he tried and trys to help me with gets on my very last nerve.(folding the clothes wrong,washing clothes wrong,letting the routine i had with the kids start to slide with him,not getting the trash out to the curb day of pickup.Just everything!I kinda feel trapped,angry,annoyed you name it i FEEL it.I don't know what to do about it?
    The cabinets in our kitchen need brackets on them.So i leave day before yesterday to go to moms and come home.Everything is out of the cabinets all over the kitchen-cans,pots,pans,spices.Can't get around at all.Where is he?Upstairs in son's room playing on the playstation3.I can't start dinner,can't empty the dishwasher except onto the floor.I ask what are you doing?Oh my drill is at dad's house,I'll get it tomorrow.I just got so mad.He has doe this all yr.starting a project and getting around to it or NOT.So last night he asks what do you want me to do?(OMG kidding right-not)fix the cabinets!!So i can cook,clean,WALK!!I come back in and he has started rearranging food that goes into the cabinets just one and leaves.So here i am this morning just looking around at this mess on the 3rd day thinking why didn't i do it myself!(he's at the Dr's )Seriously while he was deployed i learned how to fix it yourself around the house.I had to.I'm just so stuck in this head shaking frustrated mode.I needed to *itch a little.I feel like my world is just unraveling at a rapid pace.Sometimes i just want him to leave.Amazing how love can start to turn to hate.(for attitude,lack of ambition all of it)Right now i just won't get started on the kids  :(