Restless

Things are irritating at home. I feel restless, want to up and leave, move into Hamilton, closer to work, closer to Nicky. We are moving in together in June, when her current lease runs out, but I don't know if I can hold out that long. I'm sick of these kids, the constant bickering, the disrespect they show their mother, the fact that the boundaries are becoming blurred. I return home, find one in my room, using my computer. It's 10pm on a school night and the five year old is coming into my room to see what I am doing. Shouldn't he be in bed? Not my call to make. But irritating to me none the less. Hopefully things will pan out over the next couple of weeks, get some positive movement for me, make some changes that I want to make, rather than ones that are forced upon me.