Every Thursday morning I roll out of bed with a feeling of impending doom… Today is the day my mother in law visits… Every. Week. All. Day. Groan…
She’s just trying to be ‘helpful’ and it’s great for my daughter to spend time with her, but I struggle to enjoy it. Selfish much?!! Every week she tells my husband she’ll be around on Thursday to ‘help me out’ – quote. I excuse you look forward to the prospect of having a few hours to clean the house properly, wipe the crayon off the walls, wash my hair and shave my legs for the first time in a week… And then she arrives… With playdough, paint or some other equally messy activity… And the fun begins. By the time she exits 6 hours later my house is a bomb site, I’ve spent the entire day making her cups of tea and lunch and have literally not sat down. Phew.
Anyone else dread their in law visits? Just me?
Posted by budmeister, 12th June 2013