Bad form

Being around my family is so exhausting sometimes. Like earlier today when we had our delayed Christmas dinner: Everyone was in a bad mood because Mom planned on dinner being done early in the afternoon and Dad was on his usual schedule of sitting down at around 7, but neither of them communicated any of this, causing the food to be ready at varying times. Us girls literally laid around all afternoon doing nothing -- which is fine when it's an actual holiday, but not so much during the rest of the year. All they had to do was talk about things and then tell us the plan, yet for some reason they did not.

I paid the favor forward by becoming really nit-picky with Craig. Way to take it out on an innocent person, eh? I love my parents to death, but God help me if I turn into them.