I am grouchy tonight. The non-stop banging on the door by the man upstairs is really getting to me. He appeared this morning, seconds after DH had left for work - around 8, which is late for him, as he usually starts banging around 7, if not earlier. He came back this evening, and DH spoke to him. I refuse to engage, but if he bangs on the door in the morning, I can't leave the house without seeing him, as he stands outside our door all the time. And bangs constantly (the record was over two hours one night, from midnight to 2 am, when I refused to answer it and DH was away), he won't go away if there is no answer. He is getting much worse - tonight he said that someone had stolen his mattress and had replaced it with a cheap one
, he has had a row with his carer, and has refused the sheltered accommodation.
So that is the first irritant.
The second is DD1, who has been back at school less than a week, but has phoned every single night to moan about how much she hates her IB course, how much work she has, how it is all much too difficult, and how she just wants to do the high school diploma (which would not equip her for anything in life). She hates all of her courses, even the interesting ones, as there is too much work and none of it is interesting. So she got short shrift this evening as well. She has been like this all through her school life, she is really quite bright, but very rarely puts in any effort, apart from with the moaning that she hates it all, all the teachers hate her and she has no friends. All untrue. I want to shake her or give her a slap. All she has to do is put in a bit of effort for two years and then she can have a year off. If she put in as much time with her school work, as she did with moaning, she would be on for top marks all round.
I would just like to run away, frankly.