As the weekend draws to a close, I get a sense of life is a competition, particularly in our house at the present moment. The game is see how much we can p**s of each other in the house. Yeah I know that is very typical family logistics but when you are on the ebb in the first place, it all gets magnified many times over.
I think just being tired and fed up of the daily grind, that no one seems to be interested in looking after the house, everyone wants to do as little as they can get away with and the oldest seems to enjoy taking but never giving. What are you supposed to do other than search for a gun - ok I wouldn’t but the temptation might be high.
Ok I am just having a rant but cannot help wondering - maybe I should jump up and down and make more noise but that is not the way I work. Maybe I should point the nearest and dearest in the direction of this post.