Massive row with dh last night/this morning. Usual issues.
Long day at work, boss grumpy cunt, nightmare drive home. Get home at least half an hour later than usual. Dh is working tonight so as soon as I get home I have to start making dinner.
Child 1 (age 11) is downstairs when I get in and we exchange a few pleasantries about his day.
Child 2 (age 14) is upstairs in her room. I call up hello but get no reply (not unusual because she has those big earphones on her i-pod and listens to music while reading/doing homework).
Cook dinner, serve it up about 45 minutes later. Child 2 finally appears, not in the least concerned that she hasn't seen me/doesn't actually know that I'm home.
I deliberately see what will happen if I make no effort at conversation ... and neither of them says a single word! they just silently stuff baked salmon and egg fried rice with peas down themselves until dd announces that she'd like ice cream for pudding.
Feeling.taken.for.granted.is.a.fucking.understatement!
I have got a lot of money saved up in my personal account and could go away for a week to a hotel without even feeling a blip.
Should I? Just to show em??