Ugh. Single parent. Kids 14 and 12. Every Friday night we discuss a film or game and I go and buy sweet and savoury snacks, dinner usually is pizza or fish and chips. Every week, someone changes their mind about what to watch or play, or pisses off the other one, someone strops off upstairs, one, two or three of us end up in tears. Every week. Both of them have so little flexibility and neither give a shit about what I might actually want to do after a long week at work. Unless it goes exactly their way they ruin it. Why do I keep trying? 😥