We're now living in 1 room and the hallway and I'm going stir crazy. I can't get to the freezer or the fridge. I have no downstairs drains so no washing machine. The nearest laundrette appears to be 15miles away that I can find on yell.com. I can't wash up but there's almost no need for it because I can't actually feed us anyway because I can't get to the bloody food or any means of cooking it. DH just waltzes in from work at 6:30 every evening to dust and chaos with the kids killing each other and asks where bloody dinner is. I've told him I'm moving out now, I can't take any more. He won't let me get take aways, just says I can use the bloody microwave and then won't let me buy the only ready meals our ds can eat (multiple food allergies) because they're too expensive. So then says he can't see what my problem is. Quite frankly he can stuff it all up where the sun don't shine and he can manage the kids for 12hrs a day and deal with their demands and not be able to get a drink of water all day and then get a meal on the table at 6:30 for me that he's managed to cook in the non exsistant kitchen on the cooker that doesn't work during the day and with food that is thick in dust. Why he won't accept that we can't continue like this is beyond me. But then he just buggers off to work everyday and leaves me to deal with the builders and the kids and the dust.
Aaaarrrrggggghhhhhhh. Sorry for the rant but I really have reached the end of my tether.