We live abroad. Went for a dinner at a hotel with colleagues and neighbours, which seemed like a good idea when booked but wasn't really that great. The bus didn't arrive to pick us up so we waited in the sun for an hour, meaning the kids missed their nap and were tired and hungry, plus nappy leaked on my lap on the bus when it finally did turn up.
Nowhere to sit at meal apart from between two groups of kids that I teach (teenagers). Not my favourite thing for socialising. Plus their parents kept talking about school.
Despite the food being amazing and it being a very posh hotel, there was no drink supplied - just a single welcome drink would have been nice. The waiting staff were very busy, so didn't manage to get a drink at all until dessert, by which time the baby was too tired to sit.
Outside space (only place kids could play) had a floor-height pond, so little DD couldn't keep away from it, and DH allowed her to play with the manky water - had to take her top off as it got too wet, hadn't packed a replacement.
Got home much later than planned (big group of people - tricky to get everyone going on time), DDs knackered. Had to rush through present opening. Kids eventually to bed.
So today, DH announces that he's arranged to go and play cricket at school with the same people we went with yesterday. He says it's a family event and I should go. But I REALLY don't want to see these people again. Christmas was a bit of an anticlimax as it is, I really cannot be bothered to make small talk with my colleagues, kids that I teach and their parents. Again.
So I've send DH with older DD. Feeling miserable now, nothing to do except tidy up (little DD asleep), my presents didn't include anything to do/read/watch (I got an alarm clock).
Glum. Sorry. WIBU to refuse to go? Any ideas how to cheer up now? Sorry for whiny rant. 