I was living at house with our parents, when I first got married. My hubby & I had been having a hard time getting on our feet & Mom offered to help us out. I was hesitant about moving in with them, because I knew they didn’t legitimately like our hubby & I didn’t want them to be uncomfortable. I tried offering to pay the bi-weekly bills, but our Mom didn’t want to hear that. I lived there for more than two months before I could afford to get an house for our hubby & I. I was numerous months pregnant & I was still legitimately working every day. I came house to our current house a single day, only to discover that it was frosty inside. My hubby got house shortly after & he said he was pretty sure there was a concern with the furnace. He opened up the door to go to the basement, only to find out that there was staircase. The people I was with and I called the landlord & asked how every one of us could get to the basement to check the furnace. He told us every one of us had to get a ladder to go down. The people I was with and I didn’t have a ladder. He said every one of us could call the Heating as well as A/C supplier. The people I was with and I called the Heating as well as A/C supplier & they told us they would not do any more task on the furnace until the landlord paid his last more than two bills. I told our hubby & he said he wasn’t paying the bill for the repair. He closed the door & said it wasn’t that cold. I went upstairs & repacked all of our clothing. I called our mom & Mom & asked if I could come home. I left our lazy hubby behind.