Hi all,
I have had the most amazing few months, wedding planning for my son and his new wife, they got married last week on the 6th December.
Firstly i love Christmas and always first in the family to put tree up (some would say i do it to early) but this year my son who is 27 asked if i would wait until after the wedding as it wasn't a Xmas wedding, no problem it was his and his new wifes day and tbh i didn't
have the time anyway.
We all had the most amazing day, it was a big wedding cost them a fortune (we and her parents did help lol) was very emotional Alex (son) is my eldest and first to marry and Helen (dil
) is only child, so im sure some of you can imagine what the day meant to all of us.
Anyway a week on the kids are sunning themselves in wonderful Mexico on honeymoon (lucky kids) and me well i have hit rock bottom,
on the Sunday 7th had to go to room to pick up cake and various things, Monday take all 10 suits back to hire shop, Tuesday at 10.30pm kids realised they hadn't printed of travel insurance so was with them until 1.30am, Wednesday my birthday oh dear!!! awful mood moaned all day didn't put cards up sat here crying moaning, 1 good thing kids arrived safe in mexico, thought ok snap out of it put the tree up, no such luck the lights weren't working, so off i go again, Thursday go get new lights get back don't like them but wot the heck just get the dam thing up, Friday do half the Xmas shopping not got a thing so had to be done, Saturday do other half wrapped it all up all £850 worth nothing there to show for it
today just want to cry don't want Xmas at all, got my mum hubbies dad daughter her partner 2 grand kids and my youngest son for Xmas dinner and just don't want it, i ache all over feel like poo, so tired i could sleep for England, when i get to go to bed cant sleep, i just want it all over and done with,
don't know why i feel like this as i said i love Xmas but this year i don't care it can come and go without me.
sorry for the rant some things i have got to say that cant be said to family.
Karen
xxxxx