Every year I wake up stressed and already annoyed on mothers day. I accept that maybe I am a bit of a control freak but I absolutely HATE it when people, especially kids are "helping". It really makes my skin crawl.
I hate it when the kids craft for me, make my food, make me a tea or worse bake a cake!!! I sit in silent agony while this goes on around me, every nerve on edge, anticipating the inevitable mess, chaos and arguing. I am patient and do smile and appear grateful but my god it is my own personal hell!!
My best day would be just being allowed to get on with my jobs uninterrupted, some nice light coversations maybe while I'm doing so and basically just nobody being a dick for 1 day!!!