I was a single mom with a feisty five-year-old son, a deranged ex-husband out for blood, and a gay live-in babysitter who was another perfect target for my ex’s wrath
I would totally read that memoir. Please write it.
Also — are you still the primary breadwinner? You make the money while hubby spiritually canoodles with the Divine? It would take a lot more than a little Shitzel-watching for me to be okay with that. (Maybe that’s why I’m single.)