Holding the household together since the hurricane but I’m a piece of shite

From Monday thru Thursday I was busy nonstop cleaning up from the hurricane, hauling the shite to the road for pickup. I stay sweaty and sticky (and stinky) all day and the last to shower at night, only to wake up first thing in the morning to take care of the generator and get drenched in sweat again. Each day and night I’m making sure the generator has gas, checking oil, changing oil, waiting in line for gas, etc. and every available moment during the day I fall asleep. Once the family goes to bed at night, I find myself staying awake thinking about insurance claims on the house and vehicle, money associated with those claims, costs, etc. and just can’t sleep. Of course, this just makes the daytime sleepy time that much worse. Add to that a wife who’s growing less and less patient with the power outage by the hour, waiting on her to absolutely lose her ever living shite on me over something trivial, and her constant bitching that I’m not helping enough with the baby who won’t fall asleep at night because of the change in routines and us all sleeping in the same room during this.

As if I’m not doing enough already, but of course she doesn’t see it that way. All I hear is how we need to switch to a whole house generator (after I spent $1,600 last year on a generator and interlock kit) because what we have is apparently not enough for her and that I’m a piece of shite father because the baby is glued to her day and night. I can’t help the fact that the baby doesn’t want anything to do with me right now - I don’t have the tits. Because of me my family has a cool (actually sometimes cold) room to sleep in at night, nothing in the fridge/freezer has spoiled, she has hot water to bathe in each night, we have zero need for flashlights, we have WiFi for her precious Instagram and tiktok, tv, and food to cook and eat every day - that I cook. I’m a sack of shite, though, because the baby only wants her at night instead of me.

I can’t be the only husband here in a similar situation right now.

Power needs to return yesterday!


Edit:
Pretty sure she did see this post today. She came home from work and has been extra loving towards me. She even came out of the blue and unsolicited with “thank you for taking care of us through all of this and I’m sorry I’ve been so bitchy” this evening. Holy shite, I can’t believe she didn’t blow up.