I’m due back to work tomorrow after a good period of work and I should be rested but I’m absolutely broken. We live in Australia, my mum and dad have come out for Christmas but it’s just been too much. Every single day, the pressure has been on me to arrange and communicate the ‘plan for the day’ - down to making dinner/lunch/snacks. Deal with the multiple complaints about the heat (when sitting outside, not in the fully airconed house) and buy everyone else’s Christmas gifts - including everyone here and at home (as I’m good at gift buying, apparently) mum has early on set dementia, so my dad (understandably) has taken it as an opportunity to rest, so has pushed loads onto me - your mum is hungry, can you make her lunch, mum can’t wait that long for dinner, don’t give her and more wine, have you ordered mum’s gifts from me yet, what have you bought your sisters kids from us to take back etc etc…… But I’m absolutely f**ked. I want a bottle of wine, a documentary and not a single person to need my assistance for 24-48 hours!!!!
Is this the reality of this stage of life?