We had a bad weekend. Was cleaning the special place under the stairs. I don't like the shop vac--too loud and doesn't work good. I told H it was dirty and needed to be cleaned. He didn't know it was me. He just started telling me how to do it. I was going to do it right, but I started walking without shoes on and he told me to put shoes on. I got mad and yelled at him. Then he yelled back. I got w_i in trouble. I didn't mean to. I tried to cook dinner, but H said it wasn't really good. He didn't know it was me. But I yelled at him that if he could do better, go ahead. I got w_i into trouble again.
I can't get it right. Everything I do is a big flop. I keep trying to help. w_i wasn't feeling good, so I tried to help. I just made everything worse. Why am I even here?
Vicki