Does anyone else feel like this? I feel like every week on the days DSC stay my mood instantly plummets and I just can't wait for it to be over.
I don't know quite how to explain it but the house just feels weird like there is a sort of stranger living in it for a few days and like I can't fully relax.
I am always friendly, I don't outwardly show this but I feel like the whole time I'm just counting down the minutes.