The worst day of the year has arrived. The annual 14-hour slog at the in laws. Arrived around 10, we leave about midnight. Every.single.year! I loathe it!
I am a massive introvert and would give anything to be on my sofa with films, books, and food. I’m not a mixer, I choose the people I mix with very carefully. I wouldn’t choose these. I do it for DH. Throw his kids (my SKs) into the mix and it’s pure pain!
Any advice on how to get through the next 12 hours?