I HATE house work!!

So, I have been doing house work since I woke up this morning. I have been up since 6am and this is my first time I have had a break to actually sit down and relax. The only good thing about this morning is that I didn't have to make breakfast. That is dh's weekend job. He  always makes the best breakfast. Its something he loves doing for us on the weekend since he's gone before the kids even wake up for school. I guess I should feel lucky that he does this for us, huh? I'll have to think about that one only b/c he made breakfast, left the dishes for me to clean up which is ok, and then went back to bed.  Yeah, I guess I do feel lucky. He's a pain, but he's my pain, right? Okay, off to do more housework. Someone needs to save me!