I have worked every single day and night for the last fortnight. I was away at college before that. Nothing is done, the house is still squalid, from the DC's attempts at "tidying up" while I was away. I have just eaten for the first time in three days because I have not had time to eat. I shouldn't have eaten, I should have cleaned up the mess DH and the DC left in the living room when they were sorting out the tree yesterday, but I was starting to feel faint.
I have an essay to write. The only time I have now to write it is tomorrow, I wanted to do it on Thursday eve, my only night off, but DH had a strop and I had to leave it, so I can't have a drink with Christmas lunch anyway.
There is no food shopping. DH has just told me he did not know that the PO shut early today, so there is no money for food shopping. He has now disappeared and is not answering his phone so I have no idea whether he has sorted the food money. Nothing is wrapped. I am working until 11:30pm so will be up into the wee hours wrapping and cleaning.
Customers are work are being fucking 'orrible because they've either drank too much or they are just as stressed as me. I've just been told I start work 30 minutes earlier tonight, which is really inconvenient for me and was the proverbial straw.
I give up. Christmas is now postponed until further notice.