I've spent all morning getting everything ready for tomorrow. I'm sitting here feeling a little bit smug because for once, I'm slightly organised
My MIl has just turned up with some food she's made demanding it goes in the fridge when its cool. Firstly, I have NO room in the fridge, its full of lovely boozy things (and a lot of food)
Secondly, its some indian stuff that no-one eats (MIL is indian). Its for tomorrow, but we are having traditional chrimbo food so it won't go and isn't even wanted
So, I am being unreasonable? There is a shed load of history between us and she is bonkers. If I bake/cook/buy stuff for OH, she has to the same. Its like a fecking competition with her.