I'm so sick of cleaning. I can't keep up with the wife and two kids. They make a mess faster than I can clean it up.
I can't even climb into bed at night without finding half eaten food, chip and cracker crumbs, shoes, toys, dirty wet underware, and who knows whatelse.
I spend three days doing laundry and there is still 183 loads left.
I give up. We can just live in filth. When the kids go to college, I'll just burn the house down, claim the insurance, and start all over. Crap.