DH just asked me what I’d like to do for Mother’s Day. He then announced that he’d invited his mother to stay for 3 nights over that weekend! She’s a total pain in my ass. I’d really like a peaceful relaxing weekend with my DC, rather than her wittering away and interfering at every step. She complains non-stop about the weather, her neighbours, the post man, the local bakery, basically everything she can think of is somehow wrong. It feels like a weekend of punishment, rather than a nice day off work 😭
P.s. totally a first world problem, but feels good to get that off my chest 🍷