The Joys of Single...Wifehood?

I know that the title of this blog is an oxymoron. You cannot, obviously, be single and a wife at the same time. I could preach on that for a while… so when I say the Joys of single wifehood I am not describing it as the following:
1. A married person who does not want to be married so they whore around and act single.
2. Not being fully committed to someone but living with them and acting married.

I am however talking about those of us women who love and adore their husbands and are completely faithful to them and yet never see them. I am in this position right now. The biggest problem with never seeing someone is that the limited time you do have together has so much more potential to end negatively. Think of it this way…you are two people in a partnership and when you are together you feel the need to make up for all the lack and to fix all problems. Well since marriage is a lifetime commitment you cannot fix a lifetime of speed bumps in an hour less of time. This is the time when he comes home from work, the gym, etc and I am either already in bed or cooking chicken up so that I can go to bed. So I manage to keep myself awake long enough to..well argue with him. What about you say? Well everything. The beautiful and infuriating thing about being a wife is that you are in charge of keeping your home a clean and happy environment. My biggest issue is that I am a wife that works full time out of the home. Then I come home and clean or ignore the mess and then run errands to help keep my home clean or a mess LOL. Then I try to pretend that I am a good wife by attempting to cook or bake something and if I ever go out and do something for me then my home suffers that neglect. If I have a day off then I am running around paying rent and making sure RGE is paid and doing laundry. If my husband has a day off he is at the gym or riding his bike or hanging out with friends. Yeah I am gonna get pissy! Whether this is my job or not I sometimes feel l like a maid. I live there to get stuff done but I never see the man that I moved in with. I do not have these feelings all of the time but we go through periods of time where this happens and I feel burned out. Granted the man that I wanna scream at as soon as he walks in the door has spent a lot if not all of his day working. I easily forget that when I am feeling like the forgotten servant. Sure he is out providing for me with his full time job but at this point we are equal providers and I also have a full time job at home. As much as we need the money my biggest stress is when I am sitting at work and I am thinking of all the things that I need to get accomplished at home. Sure my boss is paying me but when I go home and I need a sanctuary and there are dishes up to my ceiling I want to stomp my feet. I don’t just wanna stomp my feet I want to put holes in my floor! This week I have been looking at them and running to hide in my messy bedroom where I can’t see the dishes. Then I see the laundry piled in the closets and I want to set my apartment on fire. This is a sure indication that instead of running around and putting workouts as a priority I need to clean my home and get it back to that relaxing realm.
I have thought about refusing to make any more chicken or pasta until the existing dishes get cleaned but I feel like Mark would rather starve himself than put a dish in the dishwasher. Tonight I have church so when I leave work and head home I will have about an hour before I need to get myself ready for church. I like to nap in that hour but I am trying to psych myself to get the kitchen cleaned up. I am not sure if that is going to happen because that is what we argued about this morning, I may leave it until later tonight when I get home and I know that he will be home so maybe I will finally get some help ;)
I wonder what it is going to feel like when I have kids someday…Yikes. The joys of single motherhood. Oh well I am not pregnant yet so that’s not a concern at this time.