Working so much more than hubby. One day off because chick fil a isn't open on that day. This Sunday im going in for training with paid time. Exhausted, cleaning the house, still making appointments, cleaning baby, doing laundry, keeping hubby fed. Doing so much around here. Hubby is only carting me around and doing little things with baby. He barely helps out but that's actually what I expected from him...I was wishful thinking that he'll do more. Nope. I have to clean the fridge, take out trash and wash dishes. I cant wait on him anymore and I cant afford getting sick and staying home to get better. Regardless I have no days off. Constantly working, no time for anything. I'm lucky if I get rest. I just need to hope for the best from now on. I know that all my hard work will be rewarded when my baby and I have a home of our own. No more rv living. My daughter deserves a home, a backyard and neighborhood friends, and open space. That's what I'm shooting for until its time for the next goal.