I am on Day 8 of a 12 week stint of living with my parents. With my 3 DC's. At age 39. Completion on my new build house is earmarked for 10 weeks and 6 days. Delayed so I had already given notice on my rental property.
I'm not sure I'm going to survive this for several reasons.
- I have a boyfriend, who for space and travel reasons I am only going to be able to see 1 night a week, when I stay at his when DC's are at their DF's. So very little sex and I miss it (we don't live together but saw each other 4/5 times a week. But I really miss it
- My dad. He is slightly controlling. I have not watched TV for an entire week. He insists on police interceptors every night. I sneaked Real Housewives on for 5 mins and between DS1 and him saying this is such crap, I turned it off. They are right it's crap but I'm a social worker. I need fluffy crap for a bit after work.
- My DC's. Youngest DD (7) has regressed to a toddler in regards to sleeping and I am currently sat on the landing reading and ignoring her asking when I'm coming to bed (me and her are sharing a double and DS2 is in a single next to us).
- My parents are tee total. I'm not.
- Food. Set meal times are big in this house. And there's lots of discussions about how much the DC's are eating throughout the meal. And constant questions about whether I want more.
- My dad (very lovely but also won't take the hint) makes me a cup of tea every morning when I'm in the shower so very gratefully I have to gulp down tepid tea when I NEED coffee. I need it. I can't drink tea.
AIBU to think this might either send me into a lunatic asylum or I'll stay stuck in the teenager mode I seem to be slipping very quickly into, forever. Would a caravan be better? It would wouldn't it.
I'm very grateful. Very very grateful but I really think evolutionary wise and developmentally we should NOT boomerang back as fully grown adults. It leads to no good for anyone.