I Know They Mean Well

My parents came to my apartment today to "help" me and the BF get some things done in the nursery.  Well, things did not go as planned.......

They were supposed to be here around 10, they didn't make it until 12...that was no biggie.  I understand that they aren't spring chickens....  Then I called my BF at his apartment, he's about 25 minutes away, and he was still asleep at 11.  He was sick last night so he didn't stay here.  He was making Indian food for lunch for everyone and said he was getting up by 10.

Then, dad decided the carpets needed cleaned.  That was about 4 hours worth of work.  My apartment was already a little messy because I have been trying to get the baby's room organized.......but now it looks like a huge hurricane has gone through.  He was unabl to get the curtain rod hung, because I can't put any hardware in the wall.  Then two shelves that he made for me wouldn't lay flush to the wall, so they are missing, too.

The BF showed up with lunch around 3 and then put together the stroller and unloaded the pack-n-play.  Then my dad started feeling bad again (he has gall bladder surgery on Wednesday) so they needed to go home.  They left and the BF wa trying to put together the bouncy seat and my dad took all the tools. lol  The BF was starting to get sick again and I didn't want to catch anything so I sent him home, too.

Now I am in a huge mess.....nowhere to sit, nowhere to lay and I am exhausted.  I also have no food, as today was grocery shopping day.  The BF all the leftover lunch.....it seems as if America's Funniest Home Videos is watching me......lol

I know they all mean well, but I am so overwhelmed right now........not sure whether to laugh or cry.....

Thanks for listening!

Well, at least you can laugh at it.   Sometimes, having people over to "help" ends up being more work and stress than it's worth! 

 You can sooo vent to me. My parents are headed up here in 2 weeks and I'm so sure we will have similar stories.  My parents have the right idea on trying to help but they are more of a pain in the butt than it's worth. (We are moving and I'm bedridden the rest of my pregnancy). And I won't be able to organize the new place or put together the room so it will be how they want it. I just try to remember that they care enough to come even if it's to drive me crazy! Take pictures of your nursery. I'd love to see it.