Even if I were to work 40 hours a week at $15.00 per hour, I would not be able to make nearly enough to cover our basic expenses. On top of that, I would have to pay for childcare and housekeeping, because my husband WILL NOT care for the household and family while I work.
I think this has been misconstrued as me refusing to work. No. IF my husband died, was injured, or very ill - I would work. I would work now, even, if my husband would replace me as the childcare provider, cook, housekeeper, bill payer, appointment maker, taxi driver, nurse, psychologist, tutor and personal shopper for the kids.
The problem I need you to understand is that my husband is much, much more capable and prepared to get a well-paying job than I am. Maybe you missed the part where I supported him through a master’s program so that he COULD get a good job. I am MUCH, MUCH more capable of caring for the home, children, and our finances. Maybe you missed the part where he wants nothing to do with anything around the house and refuses to provide full-time “babysitting.”
If I were to be gone from 8-6 Monday thru Friday, I would still need to come home, clean up the disaster that the house would be, make dinner, help the children with homework, pay bills, do the laundry. I would do that if this were through no fault of my husband’s - but come on. That is not a marriage when you are the only one putting in any effort.
My solution: sell the house, sell one of our cars. Pay off our credit card debt and move to Arizona, near my family. We can buy a decent home there for about $400,000. We could put 50% down and have a tiny mortgage. The kids would attend public school with their cousins, and we’d have the support of my parents and sister and brother-in-law. My husband could look for work in a new environment where he does not have a reputation of being difficult, and he could concurrently get some counseling for whatever it going on with him. When our littlest goes to Kindergarten, I could either work part time or return to school part time. In a low-cost-of-living area, we’d not have as much pressure on us, and we’d still have come cash reserves from the sale of our house to cushion us for a while until we got my husband into a secure position, or while he started his own business.
My husband’s solution: Keep things how they are, take out more loans to cover the mortgage if we need to, and pretend things aren’t that bad. Keep looking for the perfect job where everyone kisses his butt and tells him he’s a genius. Blame others when that never comes around. Act like a victim. Make excuses for doing zilch around the house.
I told him this morning that I was going to get a job if he hasn’t found something in two weeks. He said, “Why would you even bother? You can’t make the kind of money I can, it wouldn’t even be worth it.”