Duck and Cover

Hello Everyone:

The holiday hasn't even started and I can't wait for Passover to pass over. Between mom's nonstop haranguing and micro-management to the endless inconveinces, I'm just counting down the days until Saturday evening April 11, that's when the holiday from hell is done and I can have a normal life again. I just wish the Brit BF was here or I was there so I can have someone fairly sane to talk to talk to and spend time with.  Mom has informed that sis's in-laws will be paying us a state visit on Monday for dinner.  Neither mon nor I are thrilled about it but we just have to maintain a stiff upper lip. That may be too much to ask for.  Right now I'm in "duck and cover" mode. I'm just waiting until it all blows over. Today is April 2nd, so not counting what's left of the day, eight more days to go. Too long.  Even eight minutes is too long. This happens every single year, twice a year, with the High Holidays.  Everything just gets thrown into such a chaotic state that it almost becomes impossible to function properly.  Okay, this is really bad, I've taken to hiding from mom.  Seriously. I need to get away as soon as possible. This Passover thing is getting too much. My slight case of sleep depravation isn't helping matters. Alright, I'm going to attempt to come out of hiding and eat an early dinner so I can go to a movie this evening