Got up and painted the entrance hall this morning. My wife cleaned the oven. Later I put a pizza on top of the gas job area and some crust crumbs fell on. I wiped them off with washing up sponge which was a bit greasy from cleaning and shouldn't been replaced with a new one. As she came to my side she saw the greasy hob smeared and got on my case. She said I was as bad as the kids at cleaning up and that she would have to do it all again. I said I'd seen the grease and would have continued to clean it with whatever it needed. 
In other words she said I was useless and I wanted to throttle her. I let the moment slide and walked away and then she went to town leaving  me alone with my boy.
After our argument about ghost hunting and 'silly games' and now me being 'useless', I wonder what it will take to get things back to normal, maybe Xmas. I think all relationships go through this. All I need is time alone to feel ok again.