I wish I could cancel Christmas..........

It's Christmas Eve, and I am desperately wishing that it was January 4th when Mr H goes back to work. The weather here is dreadful so I can't get out anywhere and I have severe cabin fever, and Mr H is driving me INSANE. Sips of wine, whilst cooking and prepping veg are helping a bit.
My middle son and DIL came for a pre-Christmas couple of days and my youngest son and GF will be coming on 29th December for a couple of days. My eldest son is having a bit of a strop and isn't speaking to anyone. That's another story. So it's just Mr H and I for the jolly holidays. But it's not jolly. At all.

Last week I had a bit of a bug, sore throat, high temp, cough, etc, I medicated myself and got on with life. Mr H started with the same symptoms on Sunday, just as my son and DIL arrived, and he moaned and whinged, couldn't eat much, had to go to bed at 5pm on the Monday. Yes really. Barely spoke during the present opening.

Yesterday morning we went to our nearest market town, 11 miles away, to collect ordered meat and buy veg and last minute stuff. He had planned it like a military operation......
"We'll get up, have a quick cup of tea, drive over there, we should be there by 8am, get the meat, put it in the car, get the veg, put it in the car, get any supermarket stuff, put it in the car" .........you get the picture I'm sure. Everything went to (his) plan and we were home by 9.30 to walk the dogs.

Today I got up at 5.30am as my cough had returned and I didn't want to wake him, so I sat downstairs coughing with a cup of tea and cuddling the dogs.
At 7.30 I took him a cup of tea...."I woke at 5.30" I said, " I was coughing so I didn't want to disturb you"
No reply.
30 minutes later he says "I've got a bad cough".

He has coughed and spluttered loudly all day. But more than that, he has done nothing, absolutely
nothing. He has sat in a chair, gazing at the switched off TV.  Or he has hovered in the kitchen, putting things away that I am using. Or he has paced around the house like a caged tiger, gazing out
of each window for a minute or so. In an effort to escape, I went upstairs to finish the ironing.....after 15 minutes he came upstairs......."oh you're doing the ironing" he said. " no, I'm waiting for the elves to do it" I replied.

What I do know, is that I cannot spend another Christmas like this, with him and his misery. Next year, I will suggest that we either go away, or out to eat on the day, or that he cooks. I really can't be arsed to do it all again, for no appreciation and thanks whatsoever. I think I'd like to book into a hotel on my own, with a lot of books to read, music to listen to, and some nice wine!

Merry Christmas and a Happy 2016 to you all.
Hannah x

We wish you a merry Christmas........

Tis the season of goodwill to all men......and I'm trying hard to extend some goodwill to Mr H, although he is trying my patience to it's absolute limit.
He doesn't like Christmas, he thinks it's an expensive waste of time and money, he doesn't see the point of a tree, or any decorations. Before we moved in together, he never had a Christmas tree, despite having young children, and he gave them one present each, no stocking fillers or fun things.
In fact no fun at all really. This lack of fun, lack of joy is hard to bear sometimes. I suppose it's partly that Christmas upsets his routines, his plan of how things should be at any given time.
I love Christmas,  and refuse to let him put a dampener on it for me, we have a real tree, even though it will just be the two of us for the big day itself, with various offspring and their partners visiting before and after.  I like buying little fun gifts for him, even though he will open them without comment and put them in a drawer, never to be seen again,  this happens every year but still I keep trying! I will get no surprises from him, I chose and ordered my present from him in august and he has put it away to be given to me on Christmas Day.
Tomorrow I am off on a day trip to a Christmas market with 3 girlfriends, and absolutely no husbands! I can't wait.  I'm so looking forward to browsing round, without someone impatiently tapping their foot behind me. We will be having lunch out and several coffee and cake stops. Mr H, of course, despite not getting into the Christmas spirit at all,  doesn't really like the idea of me gallivanting about without him, and keeps trying to control the trip from a distance......telling me what to do; " keep an eye out for pickpockets, don't get separated from your friends ( I'm 60, not 6!) don't miss the bus back...." And the final straw last evening "you'll have to ring me and let me know what you have for lunch and where".
I lost patience and said " I'm not ringing you unless there's an emergency, and I expect the same from you, I'm looking forward to this day out and I don't want half-hourly updates on your day" ( he has a habit of ringing me to tell me what he's eaten, that he has a headache/ stomach ache etc)
I knew as soon as I'd said it that he would sulk, we didn't speak for the rest of the evening - which was bliss!
Merry Christmas everyone xx