This is the first year with just me and my two DSes. We had a lovely afternoon watching Encanto and eating pizza; food is all prepped for tomorrow; presents were wrapped weeks ago without any arguments; I’m drinking Prosecco and feeling slightly smug.
I haven’t yet decided if being the only adult in the house to eat ‘Santa’s snacks’ is a good or bad thing, but on balance, I feel like I’m winning.
Hmmmm. I fear this is more a stealth boast than an AIBU. Meh. Nevermind.