Dh and ds have been away for 3 weeks, dd and I quite happy at home. No ructions, everyone calm.
The boys come home this week, dd has awful GCSE science module yesterday, was on fb till late last night (I was out, dh in bed with jetlag) so she is tired and grumpy today. Told dh to fuck off this morning and "why did you have to come home".
Oh joy.
And I have a bit of a headache 