AIBU to have nothing to be furious about at Christmas?

[MagicChicken]

Am I? It's Christmas so obviously it's the law to be stressed, annoyed, passive aggressive, slightly resentful or downright furious with your MIL, SIL, DIL, BIL, DH, Aunty Narc, ungrateful lazy DCs or your boss or your Ex, your Ex's partner, your child's teacher because she was overlooked for the role of Mary again, or Ocado or Asda or Argos or everyone on the M25 or just anyone really.

I have racked my brains to find someone / something to be fucked off about at this awfully stressful festive time and I can't come up with a thing.

I am choosing not to be annoyed by anything this year.

The island I live on is pretty much cut off by storms- I am choosing to be happy that I stocked up on essentials and am quietly pleased with myself for having a store cupboard capable of feeding a regiment for a fortnight. Also, when we don't have deliveries or mail, we can't be bothered by pesky bills or visitors. It's far too windy to go outside so we are saving on petrol.

I have four very active children cooped up in the house, probably for the next week. It's nice that they are all well enough to make noise and rampage around the house, plus noise-cancelling headphones are such a blessing.

But best of all, I have a bottle of Isle of Harris gin and a huge amount of tonic. I might run out of lemons eventually, but by that time I'll have been pissed for long enough to not care.

A lot of families have grief, family problems and financial difficulties to deal with. All of those will be waiting for me after Christmas and I will deal with them then. Stress and anger are exhausting and I need time off to warm my toes in front of the fire and knit socks.

Yup. It's hell here. DH did all the food shopping this morning, after writing a meal plan for the week. My in laws waited to be asked to Christmas lunch, and don't even have the decency to demand special food. Hell, they are even bringing the wine and dessert. I've been left - dammit, left in peace - to knit and watch 5 Children and It with the children. Who are loving it and are enthralled. Can't they even bicker so I can yell at them?!?

I'm sitting here wondering what to do. I can't remember what I used to do to chill. (dd has nicked the tv)

I nearly got cross in town when everyone seemed to have been replaced by grumpy shopping zombies intent on crushing me with their trollies. Fortunately that moment has passed.

I've had a very tiring and emotionally exhausting and sad year and it's taken it's toll on my health, so I've decided to shut down everything for a few days, ignoring emails and I'm going to just cook and eat food, go to church and drift around in my dressing gown.

I hope you keep your power Zippy. Thank goodness gin doesn't need electricity!

I'm sat on m'granny chair, eating mince pies, drinking tea and watching a film. I'm not battling commuter traffic and don't have to deal with any clients for two weeks. Daughters are home from uni and are being kind and helpful. Presents are all wrapped. Food is all where it should be.

I really really really need to get irrate about something...!

Watch Kirstys Handmade Christmas and get irate at the pontificating wankery mrsmozart, that and poncy food programmes are all I have left to rile me

I'm furious AT Christmas which each year robs me of money and time which would be better spent on a Caribbean beach holiday.
I will be furious now with anyone who tells me it's winter in the Caribbean so watch it

Kitten, power is nice, but we have lamps, a solid fuel stove and an open fire, so we won't die. Unless someone breaks the gin bottle, then things might get ugly!

**Gardencentregroupie you're a star!

Such wankery is bound to get me at least mildly miffed (I have chocolates now so my buggeration wankery metre may be a bit out).

Hm. That bold thingy didn't work... Maybe that'll piss me off right royally.

protect the gin at all costs!

We lose power ridiculously easily here. I think we'd be ok, though I'm not sure how to cook a turkey on a wood burner!

I am FUMING I tell you, FUMING. Ocado order came this morning and I had one missing item - blinis. Christmas is ruined. What the fuck am I going to do with the smoked salmon and caviar? I will be a laughing stock. This is worse than Trump and Brexit combined.

have you got any mini cheddars Dierdre? They'd do surely?

Hmm, how will the tang of the subtle cheesy tones go with the rich oily fishiness?

perfectly. Only mini cheddars are tiny, so you'd have to make gazillions of them.

Mini cheddars & caviar? I can see it catching on

Well I am absoloutley livid.

I'm being taken out for dinner on christmas day, so I don't have any cooking to do.

I'm sat listening to christmas carols on mumsnet, whilst the children sit at the table doing crafts together and singing along occasionally.

The youngest even had the audacity to look up to tell me how much she loved me. How dare she?

Yanbu. I have absolutely nothing to be fumming about either.
In fact, I'm actually quite cheerful and a teensy bit excited. Could be the early evening wine though

I'm in a fantastic mood, not stressed and basically feeling pretty bloody festive.

YANBU & I'm glad you posted this as it seems all Christmas doom and gloom on here at the moment.

I'm on a train going home after having a very nice lunch and buying some fantastic cheese or a fabulous cheese shop. However, the train has just been held at a red signal for over a minute. I am BEYOND ANGRY. I am INCANDESCENT. CHRISTMAS IS RUINED.

Oh, hang on, we're moving again.

You can have some of.mine if you'd like?
Just finally got a tree this evening, as DD has had a meltdown at the tree place not once, not twice, but thrice!
She has AS, but still. Christmas is not meant to be this hard.

At least DH sorted out his mum's present for a change

My blinis were missing, too, Diedre! I only ordered them because they were on a "flash sale" and then I got salmon caviar, balsamic pearls, cream cheese, etc to go with them, and they didn't come!

I should be very angry, but I haven't got the energy.

I went to Fortnum & Mason and they had blinis. So my rage is subsidImg.

I'm happy for you that you have nothing to be upset about at Christmas op. We have just arrived at MIL's to discover that she has, contrary to her previous assertions, not catered for me (vegan) at all for Christmas day, and so I have just planned my shopping list at the last minute so I actually get fucking fed. DH is apologetic tbf but FOR FUCKS SAKE she said she'd cater for me! WIBU to believe her?! AARGH.

Merry fucking Christmas

LaContessaDiPlump come here for Christmas lunch m'duck. We have a vegan and We Do The Thing...