This situation is really starting to take a toll. Between me helping his mother-in-law and his playing catch-up with his work, Michael and I have hardly spent any real quality time together (aside from going to aHuey Lewis & The News concert last week). I finally reached a breaking point yesterday. I came home in between helping with errands yesterday and broke down and cried. When I told him I needed help with his mother-in-law, his response was, "Well it's not like having an 8-hour job." I then yelled back, "You try doing this for two weeks straight non-stop and see how it feels!" What makes the situation with her so difficult is that she depended on her late husband for everything to where she never even learned to write a check. In spite of being in this country for 60 years (she's from Italy)she hasn't mastered English very well; so everyday (for instance) I'm having to go through her mail with her and try to explain what's what to her.
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