When I was little, my mum worked as a nurse. Only ‘part-time’ as she had me to look after, but this still equated to well over 40 hours a week. Crap wages.
She’d have to get me up, get me to nursery (which she had to pay for no free nurseries you see), get to work, do a whole day of nursing (probbly harder back then cos a lot more manual work involved), rush back to pick me up from nursery 5-6pm, get home, get me fed and bathed, cook supper, put me to bed, and fit in all the cleaning and stuff too. Bear in mind we had no washing machine so all clothes cleaning had to be done by hand.
And she had to do all this on her own.
But hey, your lifestyle sounds utterly horrendous. You must really suffer…
and on it goes. 🙄