I'm getting a better handle on the loss of Mark the past week or so and it will be a while before I can look at his picture without sadness but now I'm feeling overwhelmed at times with the responsibility of keeping our household up and running on my own. Mark used to say he was my dishwasher because he always insisted it was his job to wash the dishes when he was at home. He also cleaned the cat's litter boxes, cleaned the rabbit cage and did the laundry for me. He always said I had enough to do with cooking and looking after our son who has mild PDD NOS and a speech disorder so it was the least he could do to help me out. Now with him gone I have to wash all the dishes, feed the cats and the rabbit,clean the rabit cage and the cat boxes do the laundry and care for my son. Most of the time it's not too bad but on the days it's overwhelming for me is when I miss Mark all the more. There are days when I wish I didn't have to look after the cats and the rabbit and do the laundry and wash the dishes. I sometimes wish I could have just one day without any responsibilities so I could just relax all day. I know I was spoiled having Mark as a husband because he always looked out for me and didn't want me to do any more than I had to eventhough I was perfectly capable of doing everything for my self having lived alone for 12 years before we got together. Anyway I just needed to vent.
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