I’m fed up. I thought I’d feel better when the kids went back to school but I still feel like a deflated saggy balloon.
My young kids are great but lock down was tough. STBEX still lives here and nothing changed for him during lockdown, he owns his own business so was there daily and most weekends. His mates are there so going to work for him is a laugh. He never had any time off during the summer holidays either.
About a month in lockdown I realised what a mug I was and ended it. He thinks because he brings the wages in he doesn’t have to lift a finger in the house. It’s my own fault for allowing it all these years. He is a lazy dirty twat. He moves out in the new year.
Im sick of bed times, home work and all the normal stiff you have to do. I don’t want to be a parent anymore.
My eldest has just moved back home and is sharing my bed. I literally can’t get away from some one wanting to talk to me.
If I go in the kitchen one of three kids will follow me in to see if im making anything. It’s an absolute joke. I hid in the toilet on Sunday. Just sat on the seat. I got about one minute before some one was looking for me.
I’ve got a pile of course work to do and when I got back from school drop off dh and dd1 had trashed the kitchen making breakfast. So I ended up cleaning the kitchen, then the living room, then putting washing on blah blah when I finished I just stared out the window for about an hour internally screaming.
Gah. Fed up.
Any one else want to have a moany thread? 