Honestly, I am at breaking point today. I know I should feel grateful for my lovely family blah blah blah but I swear if one more person asks me where something is while LOOKING DIRECTLY AT IT, I will lose my mind.
Day started at 5am because youngest (4) decided she doesn’t need sleep anymore apparently. Middle child (9) somehow lost his school jumper again despite me putting it in his drawer last night. Eldest (12) is in a mood because I dared suggest she actually tidy the cesspit she calls a bedroom. And DH? Oh he’s been “really busy with work” all day, which basically means hiding in the home office and emerging only to eat whatever I’ve cooked.
I have done the school run, cooked, cleaned, played referee to about 500 sibling arguments, answered a million “Muuuuuum”s and now they are still asking me where things are and still leaving everything for me to sort.
AIBU to check into a hotel, order room service, and just not tell them where I’ve gone?! I reckon it’d take them at least 12 hours before they even noticed I was missing.