I got home from work early in themorning and I opened our cabinet where we keep crackers, pasta, kraft dinner boxes, etc. We have like 3 boxes of everything and they are all opened. It took me a good hour to break everything down and reorganize it all. It looks GOOD. Anyone could notice that it looked ****ing amazing. I even cleaned out enough expired crap and boxes with basically nothing in it to be able to bring the spices from the top of the cabinet to the inside top shelf.

Immediately when she wakes up she notices the spices are moved (WHO NOTICES THIS ****) and that's when the fight started I have this feeling I'm nothing more than a paycheck. I go to work and come home and go to sleep. I can't even clean up properly or have little things adjusted to my liking. This isn't my house :'(