Schools here in the Highlands broke up for the October break two weeks ago, and dont go back until this Thursday. Yep, you've guessed it, it has rained non-stop for the past two weeks, accompanied by strong winds and wonderfully gloomy skies. Such joy, this means we are all stuck indoors, where we can engage in our fave rainy-day activities, like teenage daughter spending hours (usually all day) in her bedroom on the laptop speaking to questionable people on MSN, the wannabe teenager sits glued to the TV watching re-runs of Tracey Beaker or blaming me when her Sims person is unhappy. Oh, I forgot, the bickering and sniping that always goes hand in hand with enforced house arrest....any suggestions from me to play a game (not computer related) or to cook together, or to snuggle by the fire and watch a film is met with such cynicism that I really do wonder if family time is dead and buried.
Life as a single parent isnt all fun and games, its bloody hard work. I have no back-up or support, there is just me dealing with the day-to-day stuff. I have to be Uber-Mum who makes them do thier homework, chores, and discipline them, and I also have to be fluffy-bunny mum who is there with tissues, sympathy, wise words, and reassurance. I dont mind, I can do both - I have to - but sometimes, just sometimes, I would love there to be another adult in the house to say "go and have a cuppa/large vodka, and I will see to the kids".
Ah, a girl can dream......
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