Right at this moment I'm feeling so overwhelmed. I realize that I can't control everything. I'm not responsible for everything. I've so many things that bug me. I wish I had more help with housework. I cook. I clean. I wash clothes. I sort the clothes. I feed dogs. I sweep. I burn trash. I work part-time. My husband has a high tolerance for clutter. He saves so much crap and gets annoyed when I pitch it. I know he is a borderline hoarder. Why is it so hard for him to do housework? Someday I'll be like Oscar Madison's wife and leave him because he's a slob.