Will try and keep it short. I suffer from migraines, and type 1 diabetes - we were advised not to try and get pregnant due to my lack of control of my blood sugars. It happened and it sucks (although I’ve been monitoring it so much better and been doing much better).
I'm constantly asking my husband to turn the sleeves of his tops the right way in. He wears 2-3 tops a day (if he goes gym it’s 3, and 2 if he’s going out which 9/10 he does). He doesn’t do it, so I’m ironing 10 tops each week at minimum, and it just gets so annoying to constantly be turning in the sleeves.
I ask him once a week to unload the dishwasher and get rid of the rubbish. I do it the rest of the time…the rubbish wasn’t emptied, and when I opened a cupboard a few plates fell out and one fell on me which hurts more than it sounds like!