My mom makes me feel like a burden for existing outside of my room but then yells at me for not leaving it

Anytime I sit in the living room, in the dining room, or anywhere, she complains about any sort of mess I leave behind. And I don’t mean like not cleaning up after myself, I mean like leaving an unfolded blanket by accident or a spatula on the counter. Also, if I want to do a craft, even if I’m actively doing it, it’s always “when are you going to be done so you can clean this up? It’s a fucking mess.” Then she rushes me to get it done to the point where I’m never able to have fun. Then, when I’m in my room doing anything she still complains about the mess. Like for a better example, I was never able to do puzzles because they were too “much of a mess.” I don’t know I’m just frustrated, this probably doesn’t make a lot of sense.