Once when the kids were younger, now 33 and 34, I was so tired of "where is this, where is that, I don't have any clean clothes, I can't find ..., when is dinner ready?, blah blah blah", I went on strike.
I picked up all the dirty clothes off their bedroom floors (and I am sure there were some clean clothes in there), and put them on their beds under their covers. I put everything else on the floors in there too. Was not a pretty site. When they came home from school, they thought I had cleaned their rooms until they realized what I had done. I explained if they were missing anything it was probably in their bed. Then I stopped washing their dishes, clothes, fixing their dinner. After a couple of days of wearing dirty clothes to school, I got a call from the teacher. After I explained myself, she asked me to not allow too smelly a garment to be worn for the sake of the others in class. I said that was up to my children not me. She got the point. My DH finally relented and apologized for his part or lack of, the kids relented and apologized, and from that day forward things in our household were much better. I am Mom, not maid, servant, or best friend to my child and not to be intimidated or bullied by said children. My kids tell me often how glad they are I was a 'mean' mother to them. I am still their Mom, but now we are friends. Ain't life grand?