Wife left about two months ago, leaves me with all the bills, home repair/cleaning to deal with. She's come by a few times, mostly to pick her stuff up. Selling the house, which needed some painting, drywalling, minor electrical work.. things you tidy up when selling a house.

Anyway, she mostly dropped by a handful of times to retrieve her plethora of things ( mild hoarder / or frivolous spender on junk type). I've been steady cleaning / repairing / boxing stuff up for weeks with little help from her. She has so much shit, that it makes it difficult to get to walls, or even see what needs done in some areas. Kids (step) garbage everywhere.

She's often petty or mentions fucking trivial annoyances when she is around to help. Comes in one weekend when I'm moving stuff out to storage with my nephew, first thing she says is "why is there no trash bag liner in this can?" ...my response: "I've been a little fucking busy." Like, I've been stuck for weeks cleaning, boxing, fixing, etc., and you care about me not using one trash bag. Okaaaay.

I sweep, I mop, I move boxes, I paint, half the time im doing tasks at work (work from home) or take PTO just to grt tasks accomplished for selling this place.. she comes over another time to help clean, whines about how everything is dog hair (my dog).. yeah, wouldn't have been those cats who had free reign of the house, just my dog, limited to one room downstairs. Who's purple hair on bathroom walls? The kids or my dogs? Probably not the dogs.

She will only stay for a couple hours on her rare help visits. It's always when it's convenient for her. Nevermind that I'm doing this during my job a lot, as well as for hours after work every single day.

There's so many examples, but here's the last one of my rant for today: I was moving things I to the garage, had too much in my hands, and was dropping things heading up the stairs, so verbally bitched about it. She comes downstairs (her friends are here helping as well, so: an audience) and says "You're being loud and angry" "And?" "And I don't like it" I give her a look like her extra chromozome is showing and say "I do not care." Months of continual work towards readying this place for sell and moving my thi gs to storage, all spawned by her leaving me. Sorry if I get a little frustrated during this journey with so little help from her. I kinda feel a bit entitled to some anger and frustration over dropping some shot upon my 100th trip to the garage. It's not like I put my fist through drywall.

In summary: barely helps with anything, complains about trivial shit after virtually no significant day to day help, does it when it's convenient for her. Seemingly unconcerned with the toil, bills, and situation that she initiated.

I cannot wait to be rid of this twatwaffle.