Christmas Moaning Thread [humbug]

[LadyOfWassail]

Moaners only please, none of your festive joy here thankyou!

I'll start you off, get it warmed up.

DH gets a new job a few months ago, has some of Christmas off by luck with his shift pattern, but, they change his shift pattern two weeks ago so he is working 7-7 Christmas eve night, Christmas Day night, boxing day night and over New Year aswell. Fine.
Goes into work last night, finished his job at 4ish but they asked him to do some more on his way home, so he finished at twenty to 7. Went into the office to change cars and everyone else had finished at 4ish, leaving him to do the rest - they could have all mucked in and all left about 5.
DH went to bed after DS opened his presents, and I waited for my dad to turn up - about 8 he said. Time dragged on and I fell asleep, he arrived at 11.30 and I missed him. Took forever to find his number and now he won't come, is sulking and hung up on me. Half the food I bought was what he asked for which I could Ill afford this time of year.
DS has gone to bed now for a nap so I am sat on my own feeling sorry for myself because Christmas, just like the past 4 or 5 years is totally pants again. And the hoover broke so I have rice cake goo all in the carpet. And morning sickness so I cannot even look at the massive tub of roses on the table, let alone scoff all my rightful strawberry and orange creams.

[fmoan]

oh dear, grab a glass of something nice.

I'm not happy either, had the feeling of christmas spririt for about 10 minutes last night.
DH has done nothing but complain and shout at the kids cos he has a headache, he says its sinus but I think more like hangover.

He has prepped the veg and now thinks he has done the full me every time I go into the kitchen to sort something he follows me to make sure i'm 'doing it right'. I'm doing my special mash for myself and dd1 but he has changed his mind etc how he wants his. Yorkshires have to be on a different plate etc.

Kids have done nothing but argue, my favourite jeans have ripped and a dinner guest has let us down, should have been here at 11 and there is no sign. He is in the pub probably getting pissed.

you know, it's soooooo much simpler in the heat [smug emoticon]

I'm not happy either.

Dp and I have barely talked to each other since yesterday (not had a row as such but just not getting on) and ds is having a nap. Dp gone to fetch dsd so sat having a moan on mm atm.

So lovely presents from my parents, but mainly tat from dp, including cheap red undies (as if ).

Ds is a bit unsure of all the fuss and also recovering from a chest infection so is generally grumpy and miserable.

So nothing major wrong, just not as full of festive cheer as I'd hoped - humbug!

My PILS think that buying a shitload of presents compensates for never being around. My dd cries whenever her Nana tries to hold her. It isn't her Scottish accent (as she thinks) but the fact that dd has no freaking clue who she is.

My parents who live an 8 hr flight away have spent far more time with her. If this were dgc no. 5 I might understand. This is gc no 1, only child of their only child.

Stupidly I made the assumption that they might want to see my dd at xmas. When they told us that they wouldn't, it was way too late to get plane tickets to see my family that didn't cost a bomb.

arrrrrrrrrrrgh.

I like:

Not being at work
Being at home, just the 4 of us
Eating
playing silly games
watching films
drinking Champagne

I do not like:

the work involved, i.e. shopping, wrapping, cooking and tidying up (I KNOW it's inevitable unless you have a live in housekeeper who has no family to do to! Dh and I do half each too and I'm STILL fed up of chores and there are only 4 of us AND he cooked)
The general excess. Despite our thinking we'd been reasonably sensible ds and dd got FAR more than they could possibly need
Not being able to sleep in the afternoon. Well, I suppose I could if I really wanted to but then I won't sleep tonight whinge whinge

Btw, have to point out I have RAGING pmt, none of it's really that bad, just my hormones.

How was the duck WWW? I am never cooking a bloody turkey again (miserable old bag emoticon)

Hi Oxocube, we had 2 ducks (we SO didn't need 2, it was only 4 of us!) and on one the skin was crispy and the meat lovely and tender and on the other the meat tender and the skin a bit soggy. If Heston can't get it right I don't know why we thought we (DH cooked actually) could! But it was nice. Although I pulled all the leftover meat off them both to put in the frige and the FAT that was in them made me feel really quite queasy and like living off clear soup for a month

I know what you mean! I'm actually looking forward to a nice simple salad tomorrow. My whole house smells of roast dinner and M&S vile stuffing (a surprise as I thought it would be tasty). Am off to take a hot bath and drink a cleansing cup of Earl Gray

I must have wrapped about 175 presents in total. The ONLY present where I didn't know what was inside was dh's (only) present to me. It turned out to be the SAME as one of the (several) I'd given him. AAAGH.

Very disappointed.

My DH's contribution to the entire Christmas period has been to get wildly drunk at various office parties. He didn't get anything for anyone and he has spent the whole of today in bed pretending to be ill (so that he didn't have to help with the dinner/look after DS). He has nothing wrong with him, he just won't do anything towards family stuff. Never changed a nappy, never got up in the night, never done f all. I'm 6 months pg and still puking and all he can do is complain and think of himself!

Merry farkin Christmas indeed. House resembles bombsite. Trying to hang curtains but ds fell asleep in living room, also scuppering lunch.

However, am able to consume Quality Street so day is not lost.

Hmph.

It was shit, mostly. All that planning, shopping, excitement, and it was shit.

DH was ill, proper ill not even man-flu so I couldn't hate him!

Spent on the night on DD's floor so as not to catch lurgy from DH - she kept me awake coughing all night and the floor was hard and I kept waking up thinking I was camping!

Trying to put together a complete Hornby trainset, sing karaoke and make a massive roast dinner that no one farking well ate really is too much for a person to take.

I can't wait for the day to end.

(and I love Christmas usually - (sob).

Have been quarantined with winter vomiting virus plus morning sickness. Just starting to keep down solids now.

What have we all learned to do differently next year then?

I am gradually learning not to look forward to Christmas cos mostly it is shit. That's my word of the day. S H I T.

But... eternal optimistic that I am... I kept thinking "it could have been worse" so I'll moan a bit then shut the .... up!!