Get out of my way. Please.

Same song different day, right?  Nothing like life as a broken record on repeat.  I'm not entirely irritated with my life as a whole, because it's more like the irritation comes from components of my life that can, our at least COULD be corrected.  Problem is, it cannot be corrected by me.  So then what?

Same question I ask myself every freaking day.

I'm worn out.  I'm just worn out.  Emotionally worn out.  It's draining having to light fires under someone's ass all the time just to get things done that I can't do myself.  Oh, I would do them myself if I could, but as it is now... yard work falls into T's lap, despite his "Yard work just isn't my thing" stance.  I mean, WTH?  If you can't or won't do yard work, why the HELL buy a house?  IMHO, I think people like that should seriously consider apartment living, and I only say this because T isn't even open to hiring someone to do the job he inherited when he decided 3 houses ago that he wanted to be a homeowner.

I had to push and remind at the last house, and his first house had little to no front yard, and the back was beyond a mess.  But THIS house, with having so many gorgeous trees and shrubs... needs tending, and it's become one of THE MOST STRESSFUL of all the stressors to-date.  To say the neglect is "Overwhelming" is a very weak way to describe something that is literally wrecking my peace of mind.

Honestly, I don't know if I can live this way much longer.  But overall I DO KNOW... I can't live this way, period.  Half-assing something, not taking care of owns own home (inside or out) is.. "Not my thing."

DAMMIT!