Well last load of laundry is in the dryer.

I’m defrosting our refrigerator, again. .. with a big fan, don’t ask

Our Mennonite neighbors down the road came by to sing carols... there are like 11 kids now ? It’s just kinda awkward.... I love Ruth and the daughters and most of the sons but the husband Wendell and a couple of the older sons just set off alarm bell screaming in my head. I have stopped saying anything to my husband , he says “ oh they are great Christians “‘ ummmm yeah ....anyway.

We plan to leave about midnight tomorrow. I’ll have mystuff and the dogs stuff packed in about 45 mins

Steve seemed to think we fall asleep about 3-4 pm ... LOL Maybe he will be, I’ll be lucky if I get any sleep lol

Christmas morning is just such a uncomfortable cluster F .. simplest way I can explain it is ... we go to one of our DIL ‘s aunts house for breakfast because she has the “biggest house” Steve’s Ex and her wife are there along with DIL’ s mom and dad that have both gotten remarried. Steve’s 2 other sons hopefully are there unless they are working , both have another new girlfriend. There’s some people I have zero idea who they are ...for all I know they could be HoBos that smell a free meal !?! Anyway there is like 35 + people. Everyone eats cold eggs and hash browns , stale pastries .. Payton sits in a chair ripping open gifts and has no idea who is giving her what, Steve desperately “tries “ to get it on film when she opens things from us. It’s a mad house.. Steve’s sons never buy him a gift which really upsets me ... but we again got them all a gift card, which I’m really against considering how much money we have to spend to make the trip but I no longer voice my opinion about it.

Payton’s parents just shove all her gifts into a coupe giant garbage bags since she’s getting gifts from at least 35 people and go home, we go back to the hotel , Steve heads back to Payton’s house later for dinner and I wait until my daughter is done with Christmas dinner with her dad and her and I go to IHOP.

This year instead of Christmas meal being at my husbands oldest sons house who is Payton’s dad .. it’s being held at his ex’s house, she has officially invited us .... ummmm goood luck with that dear Husband Hahahaha.

30 minutes prior to arriving at “Breakfast hell” I’ll pop about 4 Xanax to get through it. The house would be crowded with 7 people let alone 35 +

I just want to hug my daughter she’s going through a really hard time and needs to move. Her Bipolar is really slapping her around hard

My husband has a few friends that want to get together for lunch or dinner.

I know i probably sound like a bytch about these Christmas trips... I’m very grateful to see my daughter.. I usually get annoyed with his sons because they don’t make time to spend with him, one day they will truly regret it. But I can’t say anything..

My Husband is on oxygen at night but one day it will be 24/7 and he has severe neuropathy in his feet and legs. There will come a time when we can no longer make these trips due health and certainly money wise.

My husbands back is still out, started Saturday .. ice heat ibuprofen flexiril around the clock.. so I’ll be loading and unloading the car and doing all the driving which I have done all this before. I’m also dealing with enormous pain but some how some way I always manage to do what needs to be done. Once we get back home is when I physically and sometimes mentally crash.

I think my breathing is actually slightly improving !!!!! This has been going on since August!! Good grief ! But I’m having a huge flare of psoriasis which is driving me mad!

Hopefully by late January I’ll be able to start on a new Biologic and find some relief in a couple months. Hurry up and wait LOLOLOLOLOL