Just a rant really!
Ran round like a headless chicken all day, literally have not sat down apart from to eat. Sorted all the Christmas stuff, cooked the dinner for 8 people. Step kids are now round screaming, just been round after them picking up all of the wrapping paper after them. Dealing with demands that we didn't get them enough gifts 
(they got loads). Nice clean house now looks like a disaster zone. MIL just called me highly strung, Dh is just sat on his arse. And now just as I've sat down to have a 5 minute rest MIL has just asked me to lay on the spread for tonight's food. When does my Christmas start please? Urgh... and rant over!!!
Any similar stories?