Why is parenting so hard? Why? And why do I “fail” even if I know how I should do it? Fail = scream and shout.
The kids room looks like shit, like shit. I could clean them for them, but I do not want to. Because they will need to know what they have and where their stuff is, which they won’t if I do it for them. On the other hand their rooms will be a health hazard if they are not clean.
So we fought about it. A really bad, non-constructive fight. And I cannot understand why I started it. Because it was me.
Better luck next time.
You do better when you know better. 🙂
Hur går det på “nya” jobbet? Jag har grym motivationssvacka…
Tack bra! På väg till HBG för lite nätverkande.
Men vill höra mer om dig!
Måste medge att jag läste helt fel i ditt inlägg… läste “grym motivationsVECKA” nu ser jag att det var inte det det stod… vi måste höras.