DSD is 12 and lives here half the week. Our house isn’t that big and we have one ‘family’ room downstairs, which is the living room/dining area and then a tiny galley kitchen and that’s it.
Every evening we eat dinner together as a family and then I put the two smaller DCs to bed around 7.30. DSD doesn’t go to bed until 9.30 so for those two hours she will either be on the PlayStation in the living room or hanging out with us on the sofa. Which is okay but it means I can’t watch any of the programmes I like because they’re a bit sweary and/or sexy or gory for a (quite young) 12 year old.
So I take myself off to the bedroom and watch TV on my laptop while DP and DSD play stupid shit on the PlayStation.
DP thinks I’m being antisocial but I think he’s being U expecting me to watch him and DSD play the PlayStation four evenings out of seven. I’m not BU am I?