wanted to clean

so this morning, i got up on the grumpy side of bed (my side...lol) at 430. for absolutely no reason at all. everyone else slept til 7, not fair. well at a quarter to 8 i said "i need to go clean that hellhole of a bedroom of ours so i can move some things in there" so i go up, and cleaned madisons first since that wouldnt take long, then i headed to our room. i started to clean, i have a little room on MY side of the bed since thats where EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING ends up, kinda pisses me off. i moved all of the dirty clothes towards the door, and put stuff that was under the bed on top of the bed til i finish. well at about 10 my dad asked "do you need anything at the store?" so i went with him to get something for lunch and dinner (since today is grocery day, mac & cheese and hotdogs, simple) no problem, i figured brian would try to get some more of the room done while i was gone, NOPE! and when i clean i flip the room, everything gets pulled out and put on the floor so i can go thru it. i usually flip the bedrooms. its just easier that way the garbage is already on the floor and it can stay there. in just the two hours i was in my room, i pulled 3 garbage bags out filled with garbage, 4 spoons 3 bowls 2 forks and a plate, now the other day before i decided to clean my bedroom i pulled 6 bowls 8 spoons 7 plates 3 forks 8 glasses. NONE of them were MINE. yeah, kinda getting tired of it. he brings dishes up but doesnt bring them down so when we have NOTHING to eat off of, he goes "wheres all the dishes?" i tell him "in our room where YOU brought them" i would still be cleaning my room (when i flip it takes about 6 hours to clean til im satisfied with how clean it is) but everyone except me and maddy left to go to my aunts house to build a ramp for her spoiled dogs. now by time they get home, i will have already done the grocery shopping and the food put away, dinner made, and madison in bed. so i wont be able to get the any more of the room done. i cant clean with madison not being entertained, its just a pain when im trying to clean my bedroom with just me and madison here. and apparently i cant clean tomorrow either because apparently we have a 12 noon appointment at a bakery. i love how he does this shit without informing me or even asking me. oh and this bakery, yeah we have to walk to and yeah im going to be miserable by time i get home, because its a LONG walk. really not going to be a happy camper. so on our way home  i will probably be limping and whining and complaining, but hey, that will be his fault, not mine. i have no clue what we are going to go to a freaking bakery for, but im pretty sure he wants us to order our wedding cake from there, oh and he wants to get a freaking chocolate fountain to go IN the cake. yeah knucklehead, your best friend is deathly allergic to chocolate, didnt we learn that when i made him a chocolate cake, not knowing hes allergic? GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. yesterday was an ok day cuz he was at work and i wasnt home, and i wanted to bring a rat home but i couldnt because the dogs breed  is a rodent hunter and i have cats, an im mad cuz i really wanted a rat. i realize you have to work, but when you come home all pissy dont take it out on me, its not my fault. and i realize this is the first job youve had in 11 months, but really, on your days off cant you spend time with your daughter instead of finding a way to get the hell out an stranding me here with her when you know that shes going to SCREAM when you leave. she hasnt seen you in three days, because when you leave shes sleeping and when you come home shes sleeping. how fair is that to her? its not and thats pissing me off too.