Dealing with a little resentment after being the only one who does any cooking or cleaning on top of being the sole earner. My partner is dealing with the last of her exams and a research paper before starting her new job, and there's not enough of us to go around. Our kid is really high maintenance, has that classic ADHD "bad at relaxing" energy. Just want to disappear into a book and stay in bed, but no. Tantrums already this morning because I'm too tired to play like a 5 year old. And as I write, a bike helmet has been thrown to the ground and now he can't ride safely until we can afford a new one.
I can't hear the wind in the trees, Sam. I feel like too little piss spread over Margaret Thatcher's grave.
Hope the party goes well!