I can’t sleep at night anymore because my self-employed husband has no work lined up until Spring. We are hardly getting by. We’re on food stamps and he goes to the store with me and the baby (because he traded our car for a car I can’t drive-stick shift) and we end up spending much more because he throws things in the cart and buys sodas and all sorts of nonsense I would never buy. He’s not very sensitive to the subject of money and hates when I talk to him about anything.
Our rent is due in 2 1/2 weeks. We have about $300 cash right now and that’s all the money we have. I paid all the bills a few weeks ago and they’ll come in again in Dec. Christmas is around the corner and I don’t think there’ll be presents. I don’t work, I’m a stay at home mom. I would work if I could be hired and find decent hours plus a pay rate over $7.
I tell my husband, How are we going to come up with rent? And he says, don’t worry, we will. He also said once to me that he would get money off his mom’s boyfriend. I told him that’s irresponsible and he needs to do something.. be it get a real full time job.. which he has applied for but refused because his business partner wasn’t hired and he still wants to have self-employment income, even though it’s winter and no one is going to have their house painted inside or out.
I’m feeling really upset over not being able to afford groceries or household supplies. The holidays are fast approaching and who knows, we might be evicted before Christmas.
How do you tell your husband he’s not cutting it making less than $100 per week?
Right now we’re relying on his mom to pay him for painting her house. He made an agreement for All the money she can spare To paint her house. She’s a real manipulator so she could offer $50 to have her entire house painted while we suffer practically homeless.
I also can’t work because my husband finds estimates and things to do during the day that prevent me from going out and working because I have to watch the baby. He needs to drive me to work because the car is literally broken. It will not shift easily and it takes both hands for me to pull the shifter into gear. That’s dangerous! He has no problem with it.
I don’t have any clothing. All I have is stretched out blue jeans from my pregnancy because he never bought me maternity clothes so I ruined my decent ones. My shirts are stretched out too. I went from 115 lbs to 170 in my pregnancy. Go imagine.