birthday party blues

My dear sister tricked me into having a birthday party for her daughter and her husband and my mother. She planned the whole thing and was telling me about it. I was thinking I'm glad it's her and not me. All those kids and the mess and noise and hours of clean up. Then right at the last minute she tells me she has decided to switch it to MY HOUSE, hoping I wouldn't mind. She had some lame excuse and like a fool I said okay. WHAT A MISTAKE. I'm still cleaning and its close to midnight and I couldn't help but said a few choice words before they left so now they're all mad at me; hence, the birthday blues will be with me for a while.