Well, the skids will be at home when I get off of work today. I am dreading it, although they are decent kids. I guess it's just the outsider feeling I always get when I walk into my home and they're visiting. I don't really know what to do with myself, and I know my SO is torn between wanting to spend his time with his kids, and trying to make me happy as well. In some ways I think he has it harder!