Moan, moan. moan...
It was my birthday last week, as you know (and, by the way, thank you cynthia_black and sevarina for your birthday wishes). The day started fine, my son remembered to wish me a Happy Birthday and I got flowers from my husband and also from my family in Spain. For about five hours everything was perfect.
To celebrate my birthday my husband was taking me out for a nice lunch and here is were it all started to go wrong: our car broke down on the way to the restaurant, we managed to turn round and get back home, but the engine temperature was very high, the power steering completely disappeared and the battery light was on. We decided to get something nice delivered but, only curry and pizza places deliver to our area. It was getting a bit late so I cooked lunch at home. Of course I had run out of milk and bread in the morning (I'd intended to get them on the way back from lunch).
Khurram rode the bicycle to work and I took the bus to pick Santi from school (because of an incident last year I hate taking the bus with the baby but she was asleep at the time so I thought it would be OK). Of course, when the bus came, it was one that didn't have a space for buggies and I had to wake up Miriam and fold the buggy. Let me tell you that Miriam is not a very sweet baby when she is just woken up. The same thing happened on the way back home, I think modern buses are only allowed on the roads on sunny days - didn't I mention it was raining?
All these are little things, I know, but did they all have to happen on the same day and why oh why on my birthday? And, by the way the car repair set us back close to 300 pounds, that's around 550 American dollars, 440 Euros.
Now on to my second whinge. A friend I haven't seen in three years (and hadn't heard from since Christmas), sent me an e-mail on Monday evening announcing that she was coming on Thursday evening with her two kids (10 and 15), and (this is what I don't like), a friend of hers I don't really know.
Now, I am very happy to see my friend but I live in a small two bedroom house, we intend to move from here soon and , therefore, we have never bought a lot of things. I don't have enough bedclothes for eight people, or cutlery, or chairs, our dining set was for six people before one soup bowl broke and as for sleeping space...
If it was my friend only and her kids it would be fine, I have known them for ages and feel comfortable with them, but including a virtual stranger in the group has really annoyed me. Especially considering that nobody ever bothered to ask, they just sent an e-mail, three days before their arrival date announcing they are coming and asking me to pick them up at the airport as they arrive at midnight and don't speak much English. By the way, have you noticed the absence of the word "please" in that last sentence?
I am really annoyed about this, I am happy about seeing my friend but, at the same time, I feel taken for granted. I don't know if I am being petty, but I feel somebody should have asked me if it was convenient at least.
To celebrate my birthday my husband was taking me out for a nice lunch and here is were it all started to go wrong: our car broke down on the way to the restaurant, we managed to turn round and get back home, but the engine temperature was very high, the power steering completely disappeared and the battery light was on. We decided to get something nice delivered but, only curry and pizza places deliver to our area. It was getting a bit late so I cooked lunch at home. Of course I had run out of milk and bread in the morning (I'd intended to get them on the way back from lunch).
Khurram rode the bicycle to work and I took the bus to pick Santi from school (because of an incident last year I hate taking the bus with the baby but she was asleep at the time so I thought it would be OK). Of course, when the bus came, it was one that didn't have a space for buggies and I had to wake up Miriam and fold the buggy. Let me tell you that Miriam is not a very sweet baby when she is just woken up. The same thing happened on the way back home, I think modern buses are only allowed on the roads on sunny days - didn't I mention it was raining?
All these are little things, I know, but did they all have to happen on the same day and why oh why on my birthday? And, by the way the car repair set us back close to 300 pounds, that's around 550 American dollars, 440 Euros.
Now on to my second whinge. A friend I haven't seen in three years (and hadn't heard from since Christmas), sent me an e-mail on Monday evening announcing that she was coming on Thursday evening with her two kids (10 and 15), and (this is what I don't like), a friend of hers I don't really know.
Now, I am very happy to see my friend but I live in a small two bedroom house, we intend to move from here soon and , therefore, we have never bought a lot of things. I don't have enough bedclothes for eight people, or cutlery, or chairs, our dining set was for six people before one soup bowl broke and as for sleeping space...
If it was my friend only and her kids it would be fine, I have known them for ages and feel comfortable with them, but including a virtual stranger in the group has really annoyed me. Especially considering that nobody ever bothered to ask, they just sent an e-mail, three days before their arrival date announcing they are coming and asking me to pick them up at the airport as they arrive at midnight and don't speak much English. By the way, have you noticed the absence of the word "please" in that last sentence?
I am really annoyed about this, I am happy about seeing my friend but, at the same time, I feel taken for granted. I don't know if I am being petty, but I feel somebody should have asked me if it was convenient at least.