Stressing
I believe I am having an anxiety attack.
I know what set it off, but I'm not totally sure about everything that built up to it. But I have ideas.
What set it off is Thanksgiving.
Every year, SIL's family does their Thanksgiving on Saturday so that the kids can go to their various in-laws on the actual T-Day, and then SIL's family is all together on the Saturday. For the past couple of years, we have invited SIL-Parents to our house for T-Day. Sometimes they come, mostly they haven't because they are prepping for Saturday. This year they said yes. Then, yesterday we found out that SIL's sister, husband and 2 kids are coming down from Minnesota on Wednesday, so they also need someplace to be on T-Day. SIL basically invited them to our house. When SIL asked B about it, B said she'd have to talk to the rest of us. When SIL asked me, SIL told me that B had said yes. I told SIL, that if it were up to me, the answer would be an unequivocal, "No". And yet somehow, we now have 7 members of SIL's family coming to our house for dinner.
We normally have 9 for a holiday, in the blink of an eye that number has doubled, and we do NOT have the capacity. Do we even own 14 chairs? I have been stressing out about this since SIL told us last night.
This may be news to all of my friends, but I am in introvert. I really don't like having huge groups of people at our house. I have limited toleration for company at any time, but much more so over the holidays. We already have SIL & Baby Bro (and Miss Barky Pants) here for 5 days at a crack, every 2 weeks. I long for a quiet house with NO company at all.
I am really looking forward to spending the weekend before T-Day with GoldieBug, but I am not going to have any recharge time before T-Day. I want Goldie to come. Not so much with everyone else. And of course the Mater's b-day is the day after Goldie leaves, and she requires a lot of fussing on her birthday. *sigh* I put my foot down and said we are eating out. She wants prime rib. No reasonably priced places have prime rib during the week. *sigh*
I need to run away from home.
I know what set it off, but I'm not totally sure about everything that built up to it. But I have ideas.
What set it off is Thanksgiving.
Every year, SIL's family does their Thanksgiving on Saturday so that the kids can go to their various in-laws on the actual T-Day, and then SIL's family is all together on the Saturday. For the past couple of years, we have invited SIL-Parents to our house for T-Day. Sometimes they come, mostly they haven't because they are prepping for Saturday. This year they said yes. Then, yesterday we found out that SIL's sister, husband and 2 kids are coming down from Minnesota on Wednesday, so they also need someplace to be on T-Day. SIL basically invited them to our house. When SIL asked B about it, B said she'd have to talk to the rest of us. When SIL asked me, SIL told me that B had said yes. I told SIL, that if it were up to me, the answer would be an unequivocal, "No". And yet somehow, we now have 7 members of SIL's family coming to our house for dinner.
We normally have 9 for a holiday, in the blink of an eye that number has doubled, and we do NOT have the capacity. Do we even own 14 chairs? I have been stressing out about this since SIL told us last night.
This may be news to all of my friends, but I am in introvert. I really don't like having huge groups of people at our house. I have limited toleration for company at any time, but much more so over the holidays. We already have SIL & Baby Bro (and Miss Barky Pants) here for 5 days at a crack, every 2 weeks. I long for a quiet house with NO company at all.
I am really looking forward to spending the weekend before T-Day with GoldieBug, but I am not going to have any recharge time before T-Day. I want Goldie to come. Not so much with everyone else. And of course the Mater's b-day is the day after Goldie leaves, and she requires a lot of fussing on her birthday. *sigh* I put my foot down and said we are eating out. She wants prime rib. No reasonably priced places have prime rib during the week. *sigh*
I need to run away from home.