I overheard my DH tell someone I hate Christmas. I don’t, but I do feel the joy has been sucked out of it being the person who actually organises it. He hasn’t bought one present for our children. I’ve booked us into the local pub for Christmas Day lunch (which felt almost impossible to do, and meant sending an email at a ridiculous time in the morning to get), booked panto tickets, ordered food, extended invites to parents etc.
He’s currently driven off to a town over an hour away to get his nephews present, whilst I stay at home to wrap all the presents up. It’s taken me almost three hours, and I still haven’t finished yet - I’ve run out of sellotape. He’s trailing around shops to get him some random gift. He didn’t even want to attend his birthday event earlier in the year because he can’t bear being in some of his family’s company (usual family politics).
FYI, was very recently diagnosed with menopause and so not sure if this rage is the menopause, or just rightly justified 🤪