I’ve had a shit week, recovering slowly from awful bug, some damage has been done to the house which I can’t get repaired before the weekend, the satellite on the Sky has gone down. Broke up yesterday. Adult dd plans to do baking of a Yule log, but is working until Christmas and going out on 24th. Been shopping with dh today, had to visit someone early, forgot something essential so had to go back. He, as usually, has gone bonkers on shopping, buying two puddings and salmon for Christmas Eve. We usually have snacky bits. Dd has gone light, we knew she was baking, we always have bits as It’s Tradition! Personally, I give two shits because, A, can’t eat most snacky things as they aren’t gf and as dh always forgets, I don’t like salmon and of course who is going to be expected to cook said salmon, as he and Dd are working.
Dd is not talking to us, dh is ready to stomp off and sulk (I know) and has totally ignored how shite I feel. Also, apparently it’s my fault as Dd hasn’t got as much as her brothers. (They are grown ups)
Also the house is a shit tip. (Yes I’m sorting tomorrow)