Which means Family Day.
And this time the I Don’t Want To Spend The Day With You started last night.
As though my Care Factor had exceeded zero.
The morning got worse before it got better.
I’m unsure if it was a result of Just Teenagers or The Puberty, or both, but we have reached the point of adolescence where everything – EVERYTHING – that comes out of my mouth is completely, immediately, rejected and/or contradicted.
Just … because …