Thanksgiving: A Time of Gratitude and Family

My brother is coming for Thanksgiving. I’m very excited to see him. Unfortunately his wife won’t be able to make it because she has to work. I wish she could come, too, but at least my brother is coming. I haven’t seen him in ten months.

My mother and stepfather are coming, too. I’m very nervous to have them here. I want it to be good, but I’m scared that I’m going to have issues with my mother especially. I’m extremely anxious about all that I have to do before everyone’s arrival. I have so much cooking, cleaning and preparation to do.

It still hurts that my ex isn’t coming from Australia. Then again, a lot of things hurt with her.

My mother’s friend, DeAnna, is coming. I’m looking forward to seeing her. She’s a wonderful person.

April’s family is coming. I’m anxious about them, too. I don’t like them. They’ve treated April like shit her whole life. I don’t know why she wants them here, but I’m having my parents who haven’t been the greatest to me either.

What is it with family, parents especially? Are they all lousy? At this point in time, I don’t have a single friend whose parents are decent. Maybe Jessica’s mother isn’t too bad.

I’m so scared that I can’t pull this off. I feel like April in the movie “Pieces of April.” I’m going to get recipes from Pearline today. I don’t really know what I’m doing. My house isn’t clean enough. I have laundry to do for guests and no washing machine. We have to use paper plates because we don’t have enough dishes. We don’t have enough places for people to sleep and we have hard flooring, no carpets. I feel like I haven’t prepared enough for this holiday. What if I mess up the turkey? Why did we decide to make ham, too? I’ve never cooked a ham. I’ve never even had one. What was I thinking? What is the whole holiday is a disaster? April and I want to impress our families. Why? Not sure. But we do.

Sigh. I’m going to really buckle down over the next few days after work.

Wish me luck!!

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