I am beyond frustrated at times.
It feels to me like my hubby comes in from work and lords it up. He works hard and cycles to and from work every day. I respect him for that; providing for his family as best he can on a minimum wage.
Most of the clothes I wear are hand me downs from a friend who has a good job and shops in White Stuff and Fat Face. Even though they are all 1-2 sizes bigger than I am, I can not complain; if it weren't for her I wouldn't have new clothes.
I'm running around until at least 10pm most nights feeling very hard done by, a martyr of my own cause. Cleaning up after my little family; none of whom know what a bin is for, how to hang up a wet towel or put their clothes away in any fashion.
On a positive note I hope to be back in the working world soon since completing my first 'heavy' course since having my girls. What a shock to the system that was! Studying and running a home is challenging. HIGH FIVE to anyone who does a course longer than a year when they are a parent.
Roll on more money coming in to the home.
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