I do not have the energy. I can feel myself recoiling at offers of 'drinks at ours' from having spent an hour in the pool with them....my kids find friends and are desperate to introduce us to their parents...my DH loves this and starts re-telling all of the usual 'getting to know you' tales. My head wants to explode and I have stabby thoughts towards him.
I want them to allll to stop.
This is my holiday and I'll be bloody anti-social if I want to be! I chose this place as it has loads to do so the kids are kept entertained and worn out...so I can have some peace to try and read and decompress!! Am I a miserable old trout?