Why Don't Working Husbands Understand the Plight of the Stay-Home Mom?

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Why don't working husbands understand the plight of the stay-home mom? He leaves the house. He doesn't have to deal with the nuclear meltdowns that occur when shoes untie themselves or the DVD player stops or the cookie crumbs fall. He doesn't have to deal with potty-training. He doesn't have to deal with the mysterious other-room THUNK, accompanied by a wail while he's washing dishes. He doesn't wash the dishes or the laundry. He doesn't clean the bathrooms. He doesn't pick up the same 12 toys 700 times a day. He doesn't pick up the dog poop out of the living room floor. He doesn't take out the trash, except when it's beyond overflowing and I'm elbow-deep in bathing a wriggling 2 year old. He doesn't deal with any of the day-to-day crises that come with running a household. He just goes to work, brings home a paycheck that I pay the bills with, deals with jerkwads at work, and when he has a bad day, sheesh, I have to deal with that too. Nevermind that I cleaned up six puddles and 90 piles of poop today. Nevermind that the house was trashed when he left and it's spotless now. No. The muddy boots do not go in the freshly-mopped floor. No. If the dogs are not outside, they need to be in their crates while we eat dinner because I mopped in there today, too. No. I cleaned this entire house today, and you are a bit cranky and want to throw a fit? I'm still wearing the shirt I slept in with my blue jeans, haven't had any of the coffee I brewed at 7:30 this morning (and the coffeemaker's still on), been needing a cigarette and a pee break for the past six hours, and you want to throw a fit because the mop bucket is still draining into the toilet?! I DON'T THINK SO, BUDDY! The mop bucket is still there because I haven't had a chance to move it with everything else I've had to do today, AND I mopped the whole house today, and it was still wet when I left to go get YOUR son (my stepson) from school. Why don't working husbands understand the plight of the stay-home mom? Just because I've had clinical depression since I was 17 doesn't make me "crazy". Just because I need a break now, even though you just got off work, doesn't mean I'm "abandoning" you and the kids. It means I'm walking down to the creek, staying 5 minutes, and walking back. When I tell you where I'm going and that I'll be back in 15 minutes, it doesn't mean I'm leaving forever. You can handle the kids. You knocked me up. I carried him. I care for both of them all day long. You can do it for 15 minutes. But apparently not. Maybe one day, but that day isn't today. For now, I just imagine kicking him in the shins and running like h*ll, and keep on keeping on. It helps keep me sane! *^_^* And for the record, I love my husband very much. I, like most wives, just get extremely irritated with his thoughtlessness. Why are some men like that? ARGH!