It’s been raining every day this week and shows no sign of stopping. My husband’s work clothes were no longer dry, and he turned to blame me, being a woman who did not know how to arrange and nurture the housework.
I want to go crazy when my children are sick, I am also tired of going to work in the rain, traffic jams, my husband is still hostile and unreasonable. That night, I was very happy to see my husband using a hair dryer, drying his uniform in a scowl, told that it would be a waste of money to dry it, now it’s so miserable!
At times like these, I feel life is really stuck. I find my husband very incompetent, married for nearly 10 years but still have not given his wife and children a proper house. I’m scared of this temporary inn scene.
I am also sad because more than 2 years of the epidemic, the family’s economy has gone down. My salary was reduced at work, so my family had to use the savings to spend. At this rate, having a small house for my family will probably be a long way off.
My monthly salary as a garment worker is only 6 million dong, so in the evening I enlisted to receive more clothes to sew at home, my total income a month was about 11 million dong. My husband works as a bus ticket salesman, and his income is also precarious.
I once confided to a friend in my hometown about my family situation, it told me: “What’s so miserable, is it more comfortable to live in the countryside. Working as a worker in an industrial park is enough to live on!” .
Should I change my goal, go back to my hometown and build a small house, suitable for the couple’s current economy, instead of suffering in Hanoi to wait for the day when I have enough money to buy an apartment?
According to Dan Tri