I have had more stress this week then I can handle. Work has been absolutely insanely busy. Yesterday I got there at 6:15 in the morning and worked straight through until 6 at night. I didn’t even take a proper lunch break. I went down and grabbed a sandwich from the cafeteria and came back and ate at my desk and continued to work. To make matters worse my husband does nothing around the house to help me out. Yesterday I got home and while he lay on the couch I had to empty the dishwasher, feed the cats, scoop their litter, make dinner, and some other miscellaneous things that he could have done for me. All he cares about lately if finding a new car. He told me he has heard a lot of good things about diesel engines and is thinking about getting a car with one. That is fine and dandy but he needs to start helping me out some too.