07 December 2011

crankanarchy

At this critical point in the year, I am in uncharacteristic meltdown. Some relatives arrived rather by accident (long story). With every minute that passes I get the feeling that we're realising how utterly baffled we all are by one another, as we travel a well-worn path to cranky anarchy. Our typical day follows this pattern.
me (searching for common ground): did you know black is black?
them: black is black you say? Really? I've never considered it before, but let me tell you categorically, from a very confident point of view that actually, I think you'll find it's white
rest of day: debate the bleeding obvious
or
them: did you read in "the paper" that two plus two equals five these days?
me: erm... I'm no expert but I'd take that with a pinch of salt if I was you
rest of day: debate the bleeding obvious
It gets old. We all get chippy. It's been this way as long as I can remember. So the two weeks leading up to our flight home for Christmas won't be filled with mince pies, secret wrapping and smiles in soft-focus. They'll be filled with, well, that stuff up there.


I haven't had much time to knit, but I've finished the cap sleeved vest for my little one, and started I don't know how she does it by Allison Pearson. The vest is cute, but isn't going to last five minutes in the unstretchy string-wool. The book is easy to read but I don't buy into it, the central character is not realistic in any sense. Not necessarily a problem in fiction, except if you're trying to win the hearts and minds of your female readership by virtue of being a realistic empathy figure. I could go on and on, but I have living, breathing people to bore in the very same apartment as me.

I guess, reluctantly, this might have to be it for Yarn Along 2011... the highs and lows of a family Christmas spanning two continents, three weeks and eight time zones awaits. If you need to know where I am, I'll be in the bathroom with my forehead against the mirror glass.

Linking in with the Yarn Alongers for the last time this year. They're an awful nice lot.

14 comments:

  1. I'm sorry for times like that. It definitely colors your thinking and outlook for future get-togethers. I know. Sometimes though, it helps me to see where I am not patient enough or pushing another's buttons (when they're pushing mine!). Maybe plan a lot of days out while visiting would help? Pray. Count to a number and resist the temptation to enter into the debate. Oh so difficult!

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  2. Eek. Are they staying that long? My mum always says, visitors are like fish. After three days they go off.
    I hope in all this you'll find a few peaceful and light filled breaks.

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  3. little macaroon7 December 2011 13:33

    Ellen - counting sounds like a very good plan, I shall try it.

    S'n'P - my Mum says exactly the same thing!

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  4. Have a safe trip and I hope it is the least stressful Christmas ever :)

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  5. OH, MY!!! I wish there was a magic wand to wave and make things better, but I had a few relatives who sound very similiar--and spent more than a few holidays with my forehead against the mirror in the bathroom--alone--and in tears. Knowing someone else has been there, though, I know, doesn't help much.
    Maybe a couple holiday movies might buy you an hour here or there. Hang in there.

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  6. :( Sorry that your visitors are spoiling the fun of the Christmas season. Fingers crossed that it gets better!

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  7. Oh boy! Sorry about the visitors. My mother-in-law is here right now and will be for the next few weeks. I'm happy for the help but it's only day two and I'm already a little crazy.

    The vest is lovely!

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  8. Eek. Hope it gets better soon. The benefits of having a mother I disowned...........

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  9. My grandsons just pulled the winners from my blog giveaway last week...and they pulled your name. (I did NOT have any influence over their random dipping in the hat, although, it sounds as if this just MIGHT brighten your day a bit!)
    If you send me your mailing address, I'll have a little snowman coming your way soon!

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  10. Aww ladies, your sympathy is touching, and probably misplaced - I think I just turn into a dragon sometimes. Steph, on the contrary, knowing someone else has been there does help - maybe I'm not the only part-time dragon! And thank you so much to your grandson! I have send you a FB message ;0)

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  11. So why do you think we moved up here! Sending a hug xxx

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  12. Oooh - what did you win?
    Sorry about having stressful visitors. Feel free to rant in my direction any time. I may need to vent to you at some point later in the season but not just yet, thank goodness. ;-)
    I haven't started the book yet - got it on order at the library.

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  13. Love the vest - so pretty!

    How stressful - uninvited guests, and then they're not even nice!!!!!

    I agree with you about the book, although I did like the bit with her messing up bought cakes to make them look home made for her daughter's school cake sale!!!

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  14. oh dear oh dear. maybe it's time to spice up the eggnog? for the guests of course. no wait, maybe for you. i do hope there are moments of peace and harmony in the next few weeks. sending good wishes to you.

    the sweater is darling!

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