Today we went to my cousins place with the kids. They have a huge house outside of the city and we went there to spend time with the family.

I have a big family, so every outing becomes big every time. It’s nice because the kids get to play with their cousins.

At the end of the day, the kids were asked to sleepover and for the first time in years we went back home. Just the two of us. How awkward.

Just the two of us alone in our home. Nothing much to say, and definitely nothing to do together. How sad thought.

I thought that maybe we could have had a talk or something but she wasn’t open for that and off to her bedroom she went.

End of story, how depressing.