Dd didn’t come home in time to go visit frail elderly relative so I and other kids had to leave without her (she totally got a better offer and has pretended she forgot) and ds has walked mud all through the ground floor I hoovered this morning. But apparently I’m the grinch and thoroughly unreasonable according to dh (who completely freaked out when I took a corner of the steak that he cooked for his lunch without thinking about the rest of us - and the steak wasn’t even bought for him). But yes, I am a demanding banshee apparently. I’d almost got all of Christmas sorted but I’ve now given up. Anyone else having a less than Christmassy time?