maybe try virtual couples therapy

We took it seriously right away. Today marks four full weeks since my kids and I have left our property. Thankfully we have two acres for them to play on, and the weather is getting nicer. But now we're social distancing through the whole month of April, and who knows if that will be the end of it. My husband does landscaping, which is not really essential but classified under "home maintenance," so they're still getting some work done and getting paid. I'm glad, because if he was at home with us daily, doing nothing but playing video games and complaining that the house can't stay clean - even though there's only one person out of the five who live here that cleans - I would seriously be considering staying in a hotel with the kids for a couple days a week. I'm simultaneously grateful for the extra time, and resentful that the extra time allows me to focus on all the disappointing things about my husband that I usually ignore. Yet I'm grateful that I am safe and grieve for the women and children suffering domestic violence. We're healthy and there's obviously people who are not. We have income and there are those who don't. Why is it so hard to allow myself to feel frustration at being stuck at home for a two month minimum? Maybe I should be more like my husband. All he gets frustrated at is his video games.