I feel so bloody irritated could pop...
Just me and two dc here - like most other people they've been learning online and I've been wfh. I've been looking forward to a break from it all (I'm a teacher so off too) but now it's here the reality of there being nothing to look forward to has hit and I feel shit.
Minor but enraging irritation is that for the whole term I've had to wake the dc for school at 8.15, which was unheard of before as they've always been early risers. This stupidly gave me hope that they would sleep in later in the holiday too making the empty fucking days a little shorter, but no - ds1 (13) has been up since 7.15. I know it doesn't matter in a way but it just means more and more screen. That was followed by the bloody cat squawking outside my window and then there being no orange juice left aside from the half a mouthful the dc leave to avoid having to put the carton in the bin.
I can just see the days stretching ahead with me endlessly trying to get the dc off screens and it fills me with dread tbh. Yes, I get them to do chores, yes, we'll go for some fucking walks, and, yes, I am very lucky compared to many and sound like a twat here, but fucking hell, this feels like it'll be a grim holiday.