So sick of it today, can cope going everything during the week, its become the norm. But it is sending me round the frigging bend doing everything while he lies in bed til tea time on a weekend. We've no money, tons of debt, having to put the house on the market in January but can't find anything we like. Feeling cross with myself for envying my friends who are out and about, booking holidays/concerts/weekend breaks....enjoying themselves. Whereas I just hold the fort and stay in. Want to just cry all day but have too bloody much to do! And DCs getting excited for Christmas, and I just feel pissed off.