I stopped cleaning. Yes, I did. I stopped cleaning and now I am obsessing over anything but what I should do which is continue to focus on organizing my house. Chris is taking forever to do what should have taken a weekend to do...the closet. It's 11:00pm and he has yet to "mud" the walls he said he would do at 6:00pm. Chris, I believe is a bad influence. He truly does not want to change, so he does everything in his power to try to influence me not to change. It's like the venom of a poisonous snake. His inability to change seeps through me, slowly paralyzing me before he goes in for the kill. You can't fight or argue with him. If you do, you end up tired and exhausted but still dying.
The thing is he's a good man. He hates to micromanage. However, he tells me he NEEDS me to help him change. The only way I know what to do is micromanage. Occasionally, the victim gets away even if the venom is coursing through the veins.
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