Good to know

I found out, oh, about two days ago that my ILs are staying with us next weekend. That was a shocker. Normally they stay at a hotel and spend the day with us, it’s what has always worked. Apparently when they invited us to the hotel for Christmas Day and Phil said we could do it at our house that translated somewhere along the way to they could stay here.

Now the week before Christmas I need to go get a shower curtain and towels for the guest bath (our towels aren’t even fit for our use, let alone a guest), buy the groceries off the list they sent, and clean my house. Oh and I guess plan meals since, you know, there are going to be two people here I hadn’t counted on. Mostly I’m pissed about not having Christmas Eve and morning to ourselves to some extent, it was the one thing making me feel better about not seeing my family at all on Christmas. Now we won’t even have that. I’m also irrationally angry thinking about the booze they’ll probably bring into the house. I told Phil he’s not allowed. I’m very stabby about not being able to drink right now and being surrounded by drunk people is not how I want to spend my holiday.

I’m seriously having major anxiety about this, I’m so weird about house guests. I don’t even like my own family staying here (they never have, but I wouldn’t like it!) It’s my house and I like my quiet time to myself (and Phil) at night and first thing in the AM. Not to mention they’re here Sat/Sun, then we go to Maine Mon-Wed, so we get no quiet time until Thurs….when I have to go back to work. Blarg. Poor Riley is going to be all over the place. Next year is my family’s year and I told them it will be the last time we come up and spend the night Christmas Eve, then we’re starting Christmas at home and no one is staying with us! Hopefully we’ll have enough kids eventually there will be no extra rooms.