If you have young children, especially daughters, I will warn you now. The terrible two's are a JOKE compared to the onset of puberty. Seriously. Because this pre-teen shit? Is the pits.
So now I am home alone, our day of family fun cancelled, and everyone banished from the house. Carlie's beef (today) is with her Dad (mostly) and her sister (a little bit), so I sent them out to "work it out," where in "sent them out" means came home from Ikea, was first out of the car and into the house, where I dead bolted the door and texted Tim 'ALL OF YOU NEED TO GO AWAY RIGHT NOW'. So they're at Erinna's soccer game, and no one is allowed back into the house until they have become a happy family unit once again.
I will take my solitude anyway I can find it.