I am in my late fifties and I am a middle leader in a busy secondary school. My son has three children by two ex-partners and he brings them around to my house every fortnight for the entire weekend. He DOES have options to take them elsewhere but would rather not as he has boomeranged back to me. I do not have a big house and there is only one extended lounge. This has gone on for at least three years with no end in sight. I use the weekends to wind down, mark work and get household chores done. I do love my grandchildren but am I being selfish in wanting my own space? I feel as though my weekdays are like Piccadilly Circus. I'd like my weekends to be more like the South Downs.
I've got another 'keen'... Ouch!