I cannot stand the 2 hour process to get out of the house. I wake up full of enth usual my suggesting bike rides/ zoo trips/ cafe visits always met with whinging moaning and everything that just zaps the joy out of me.
I tend to just go out on my own when we have DSD because I find it so irritating.
But I feel like I live a parallel life to DH and DSD when she's here and I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't.
I find trying to blend a step family like trying to blend water and oil whatever kind gestures I do I find myself taking the path of least resistance and just living like a single woman :(