I'm venting on here so I don't actually kill her. I love her dearly but she only arrived yesterday afternoon and I can't sleep cos I'm so annoyed.
She is so flaming tight. We are feeding her and Dad like kings for three days and she has brought two bottles of wine, a small fruit salad and half a lemon soufflé. And then announced that she will be taking back any leftover fruit salad to take to my sister's on Boxing Day.
Meanwhile, we have a family get together at hers next week. She has already announced she wants me to bring some turkey, a tongue, cheese, a terrine, and maybe i could bring a pud? Oh, and could I have some venison to make a New Year's Eve main course for me and 12 of my friends? Combined with "I'm so glad you are coming for a buffet. Buying a whole roast joint to feed you all is so expensive", I may have to say something. Except I can't, so I'm moaning on here.
Money is not an issue btw. Although she is possibly rich because she won't spend it.
Oh, and the competitive "who is busier and has the most stress" is wearing me down too. You have a part time job and retired Dad does most of the housework. I have a part time job, DS6, DD5, and a DH who works an average 90 hour week. STOP whinging about how you had to get up before you went to bed because you had too much to do.
I think I've done enough to cope with the cats bum face when the right brand of cereal is not available at breakfast.
I'm probably about to get a flaming. I do love her and am trying to make it a lovely christmas for all my family. I even cooked her favourite meal last night.