Use to be my holiday travel destination allowed me to relax. Now, I am taking on hosting duties whether I am at my home or theirs. Such is life with older parents.
Hosting is harder. You have to worry about everyone’s every need from showers to toilet paper, food (worse if there are diet/allergy restrictions), blankets/pillows, youngins’ destroying prized posessions, entertainment and on it goes.
@Goofmont I mean. You don’t HAVE to do all that. You’re not a bed and breakfast
If they are staying over here’s your room. And you’re part is done. They are adults. They are responsible for their needs and their childrens behavior.
@Goofmont@unksol Sometimes unruly children will break things that can’t be replaced. And it doesn’t matter that their parents are “responsible” at that point, something irreplaceable has been lost. I’ve had this happen. It’s why I don’t invite people over who are likely to bring children with them. Of course, at the moment, I don’t invite anybody over at all. Not until I’ve got this place in better shape.
@Goofmont@werehatrack yes… I would of course isolate anything irreplaceable or nice from the monsters… I mean I wouldn’t let a dog around that either. Or my cats. Who break shit just cause.
My point was more about catering to their specific needs. That’s on them.
If you can’t trust them to respect your property… There are hotels. But. Ugh. We were raised to respect others property and even when we were little and running “rampant” or spending all summer… You know… We knew how to behave. Accidents happen though.
I have had a girlfriend who just… Did not get it and when I tried to explain “can you please not do xyz because that’s important and abc” and just would not register with her cause they treated everything like garbage.
I would have never let any of her family stay in my house… So. There’s an edge between. Honest accident. And just. Disrespect/not caring
Depends on whether a monster, “once-in-a-generation” storm happens to be blowing through like a freight train when you’re supposed to be travelling. That makes hosting a bit easier, if half your guests are stuck somewhere or decide not to risk their lives & just stay home! Then again, if the same storm knocks out the host’s power, that presents a whole other set of challenges.
I enjoy hosting family. But then again I’m a very nostalgic person. I love hearing old stories and continuing traditions. Also love playing board games and even more so a good old game of pinochle with the family. Mostly because about half of the younger generation is boycotting learning it at all and the older ones are starting to die off so the number of family pinochle games is finite for sure and that makes me sad… Sorry got off topic. Love cooking for everyone and all the other hosting stuff too!
Normally I travel (drive 1054 miles one way). This year I didn’t as I traveled for thanksgiving. Looking at the weather where I go, glad I didn’t have to deal with a blizzard and the arctic temps as I sleep in my car on the way to and from. Thanksgiving it was only 20 degrees and I was warm in my car. Had I traveled this time it would have been way the heck colder.
It is only 4 states, but over a thousand miles. On the shortest days of the year through the worst traffic. I’d rather cook for 20, it only takes 4-6 hours and I never leave the kitchen.
Hosting. I have no room to even lay out an air mattress - and the cats would make it deflate permanently in about a microsecond. So we don’t do that. And I have no relatives within a half-day drive, so I’m not going anywhere.
Use to be my holiday travel destination allowed me to relax. Now, I am taking on hosting duties whether I am at my home or theirs. Such is life with older parents.
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Hosting is harder. You have to worry about everyone’s every need from showers to toilet paper, food (worse if there are diet/allergy restrictions), blankets/pillows, youngins’ destroying prized posessions, entertainment and on it goes.
@Goofmont I mean. You don’t HAVE to do all that. You’re not a bed and breakfast
If they are staying over here’s your room. And you’re part is done. They are adults. They are responsible for their needs and their childrens behavior.
@Goofmont @unksol Sometimes unruly children will break things that can’t be replaced. And it doesn’t matter that their parents are “responsible” at that point, something irreplaceable has been lost. I’ve had this happen. It’s why I don’t invite people over who are likely to bring children with them. Of course, at the moment, I don’t invite anybody over at all. Not until I’ve got this place in better shape.
@Goofmont @werehatrack yes… I would of course isolate anything irreplaceable or nice from the monsters… I mean I wouldn’t let a dog around that either. Or my cats. Who break shit just cause.
My point was more about catering to their specific needs. That’s on them.
If you can’t trust them to respect your property… There are hotels. But. Ugh. We were raised to respect others property and even when we were little and running “rampant” or spending all summer… You know… We knew how to behave. Accidents happen though.
I have had a girlfriend who just… Did not get it and when I tried to explain “can you please not do xyz because that’s important and abc” and just would not register with her cause they treated everything like garbage.
I would have never let any of her family stay in my house… So. There’s an edge between. Honest accident. And just. Disrespect/not caring
Hosting is too peopley
@heartny If you think hosting is too peopley you should stay away from trunking.
@heartny, yes, there’s far fewer people at airports.
My choices are between ghosting for the holidays or travailing for the holidays?
Probably; but I prefer nope & nope.
Anyway, BTDT.
Depends on whether a monster, “once-in-a-generation” storm happens to be blowing through like a freight train when you’re supposed to be travelling. That makes hosting a bit easier, if half your guests are stuck somewhere or decide not to risk their lives & just stay home! Then again, if the same storm knocks out the host’s power, that presents a whole other set of challenges.
I think hosting is harder. You gotta clean before people come and clean again after people leave. If you travel you just show up and make the mess.
Hosting. I’ve been decorating, baking, cleaning and shopping for groceries and presents since Thanksgiving.
I enjoy hosting family. But then again I’m a very nostalgic person. I love hearing old stories and continuing traditions. Also love playing board games and even more so a good old game of pinochle with the family. Mostly because about half of the younger generation is boycotting learning it at all and the older ones are starting to die off so the number of family pinochle games is finite for sure and that makes me sad… Sorry got off topic. Love cooking for everyone and all the other hosting stuff too!
Normally I travel (drive 1054 miles one way). This year I didn’t as I traveled for thanksgiving. Looking at the weather where I go, glad I didn’t have to deal with a blizzard and the arctic temps as I sleep in my car on the way to and from. Thanksgiving it was only 20 degrees and I was warm in my car. Had I traveled this time it would have been way the heck colder.
It is only 4 states, but over a thousand miles. On the shortest days of the year through the worst traffic. I’d rather cook for 20, it only takes 4-6 hours and I never leave the kitchen.
I’m sitting in a packed airport waiting on a delayed flight as I write this. So imma say traveling.
Hosting. I have only a short travel to my destination.
I think I would like hosting. I’m good at taking care of people’s quirks. The added pressure helps me get my crap together. (Chronic procrastinator.)
Travelling through Pearson (YYZ) is hellish. Clueless and/or rude staff, bizarre layout and CATSA personnel on a power trip.
Hosting. I have no room to even lay out an air mattress - and the cats would make it deflate permanently in about a microsecond. So we don’t do that. And I have no relatives within a half-day drive, so I’m not going anywhere.
Traveling. No left-overs.