Away with my parents, DH and our DC for the weekend.
It's been quite a busy weekend, we're staying in a holiday let.
I put the kids to bed and the next thing I know, my mum is stomping around trying to put a DVD on in her bedroom.
Then she appears downstairs and tells DH that she doesn't want to watch Sports Personality of the Year for 2 hours. I ask her what she would like to watch instead. She strops off upstairs to her bedroom.
My Dad comes downstairs, stands in the kitchen huffing then strops upstairs huffing to his bedroom.
I tentatively suggest that maybe DH watches SPOTY on the laptop upstairs so other people can do what they want in the communal space.
Usually I would spend this time smoothing out relations, but quite frankly I can't see who is right in this situation (it is absolutely normal for my parents to put a TV programme on and expect others to watch it, so not out of character at all).
I am on ADs at the moment, finding my birth family and DH extremely difficult at the moment. So for once, I've stayed out of it.
Out of nowhere DH has slammed the doors and stormed off the the pub. My parents are upstairs slamming their doors.
I have been referred for CBT for anxiety and depression. Increasingly I am wondering if it is not the great big giant babies in my life that are causing me all this stress?