Single parent to 2 boys aged 11 & 13. I'm not enough for them. That's it. Another day ended in shouting and tears. They've been on screens pretty much all day. I'm behind in work, house is full of half done shit, we've not been for a walk. I'm just done.
Another shit week starts tomorrow and then they'll be at their dad's Thurs - Sun so it's just a wasted week with nothing to look back on that was good. I hate this.
Ds1 is being awful - laughing at me, trying to wind me up. It's worked. He's bored, looking for attention but I haven't got it.
I've cleaned, done some prep for work tomorrow, done laundry, cooked a meal, had a Zoom meeting, fixed fucking drawers on a flat pack thing I made after Christmas that then fell apart, cleaned oven (needed doing badly), there's no time. I haven't stopped but kids have been neglected. Which one of those tasks should I not have done?
He's kicking off because he has to put his laundry away and wants an Alexa to do it. There should be one in his bedroom. It's gone. How?? Why?? Where?? I can't do this anymore.