So Thursday and Friday I was working .... that left Saturday.
My husband ..... my darling DAH had organised (some time ago) for our friends to come this weekend to stay over ................................................... I love seeing my friends and we always have a good time ............................BUT THE LAST WEEKEND BEFORE CHRISTMAS ...... I ask you ??????
In fact several of Danny's male friends were amazed at my calmness in the face of pressure - In fact - I quote from one - "My Mum would have had a Christmas Hernia if my Dad had done that to her" Loved that phrase and will now use it for myself !
Anyway - - picture the scene ......and I know most Mum's will empathise with these emotions ...... Saturday morning I am cleaning - smelling of bleach - the Kitchen is spotless - the dog is not allowed out, in case he comes in with Muddy paws - the toilets and bathrooms are shining - Cillet Bang is nearly used up - and I smell of that too - friends are due in about an hour - around 3.30/4.30pm and, although happy with the tidy house, the Christmas trees are bare - cue that Christmas hernia !!
Now if my girls had still been at home they would have seen the red mist descending and would have been able to intervene - they know the old tradition that the house has to be tidy for Christmas and that I go manic for a week before with all the cleaning ...... they know how far to push the "I'm the child so am not gonna bother" bit and carefully and cleverly anticipate that moment when they then get up ..... insist I sit down as I am "overdoing it" and step into the breach ..... going beyond the call of duty to continue where I left off (usually not too much left for them - probably just a bit of washing up or throwing some tinsel around)
ANYWAY ....... the girls are not home - my Dan is great BUT he does not "see" that red mist moment ..............I am struggling with the tree lights - they are tangled - my husband is outside chopping wood and doing man things *(he decided to use our smoker/BBQ thingy for the gammon we were having on Sunday!!) I have one hour before the friends arrive - Men do not understand the time that it takes to untangle lights or to put these things up - they also don't register that I smell of bleach and Cillet Bang and would quite like a dip in the bath to freshen me up ! (I am generalising on men here - I know - some do understand ... but not mine!)
Cue Christmas Hernia - I was almost in tears - maybe a bit over dramatic but I bet some of you reading this will understand - I was mad with my DAH for inviting the friends this weekend - cross with myself for not having been more organised and procrastinating too much on Wednesday and yes ..... sad that my girls weren't here to help me !
CUE an ANGEL (disguised as my son's girlfriend)
I went upstairs to Dan's room where he, Hani, Chris and others were playing FIFA - My face must have said it all - even the boys at this point realised something was up - I said something along the lines of needing someone with some patience to untangle the lights and with her cheery smile and her sweet nature ..... up jumped Nicki who came gladly downstairs and happily sorted the lights ............. then offered to finish putting the tinsel and all baubles onto it and shooed me upstairs to go and have that bath!
So I believe in mini miracles at Christmas and just that general warm fuzzy feeling inside when someone has really helped you out at a time when you just needed it !!!
The house is looking lovely, tidy and decorated - the little tree in the front room is still waiting for the kids to put the baubles on (a family tradition) but the lights and tinsel are all on and ready courtesy of Nicki - and yes - the weekend was fun ........BUT hubby has been warned ..... NEVER EVER again on this "last weekend before Christmas" time of the year !!!!!!
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