Just One Hour is all I ask for

I am excited today because my carpet is getting cleaned. So I came home early to get started on clearing and cleaning. Now my husband was on his way out the door for a late shift at work. He asks do i have to take the boys to daycare. I say yes...I need some peace...he says put em their beds..honestly will that be peace...now they will moan and cry to be free....all i want is an hour...we paid for it already....now i get my hour...the laundry is started ...the toys are picked up...the floors are clear to be cleaned....honestly i don't want my hour to take a shower...do my nails...nothing like that. I just like to get my little house in order. I take this time to get my weekend started. Do husbands not get that every hour of our day is spoken for? If i am not wiping butts or noses of my own two little rascals... I am solving the issues of my veterans....who are a lot like 1 year olds if I might add...so here I am awaiting my carpet cleaner...no complaints...just thankful to have a daycare to drop em for an hour. I just don't get how my husband thinks work can be done with our children in the house...i just enjoy walking around with no baby gates or saying ...NO NO...ahhhhh peace...it is just an hour!