Ugh and double ugh. First of all, I hate feeling as though I can't do anything. I have a couple sewing projects I'm working on and there's the laundry. But hubby has to pretty much do all of the kitchen work on his own. Right now it's all about chemicals and I'm definitely out of that game.
I don't think he begrudges me not stripping the cabinets and trying to make the stain work (cuz it's not) but I begrudge me. I know, I know, you don't have to tell me that I shouldn't and I have a good excuse, I still feel unhelpful.
Guess I'll go fold laundry.