Is it me???

I posted a few days ago that we were going to do a quiz. We have been planning it for quite a while. Sure the date's in your diary? Yes. Sure you are free that night? Yes. Absolutely sure? Yes. (You can see where this is heading, can't you?) We need plenty of time to write it. Yes. I don't want last minute panics. No. Or stress. No.

So we have written most of it. Never mind if we can't get together. We can do it one evening over webcam when I am here and he is in Yorkshire. Really. Ok.

Then, when we meet up on Monday, he has good news and bad news. I sit calmly and wait - knowing. The good news...Our lvoely assistant, Chris, one of our crew, is free to assist with all things technical on Saturday night. The bad news is...I wait. I breathe. He has accidentally double booked. He is supposed to be away on a church weekend. I wait. I look. I say nothing. He says he will come back on Saturday evening to do the quiz with me. I nod. It's the right answer.

And that, is exactly why you are not doing the disco at my daughter's wedding. The reason why we have booked a professional DJ. He looks hurt. That is unfair, he says. Oh no it isn't.

On Tuesday and Wednesday evenings when he is in Yorkshire, somehow we don't have the time to finish the quiz. I ask him to e-mail it to me. It is only on his laptop, and I have to plan for the chance that he might be late on Saturday..so I would like the quiz on my laptop. He says he will e-mail it to me, but also we can work on it on Thursday evening when he gets back to the hotel, around 11pm.

I finally switch the computer off and go to sleep at sometime after 11pm. I am woken by a text at around midnight saying he has got to his room later than planned after a nightcap. I reply and ask him something. He says, sorry, too sleepy to talk to you now, can we talk in the morning? Oh B*gger off is my reply, as now I am awake and it takes another hour to get back to sleep.

The conversation in the morning when I am in my office and he is driving to a meeting (and running a bit late actually) involves me getting quite angry that the quiz is not finished, I don't have a copy and I have the stress of having to fetch the Discovery from his house on Saturday, drive it to the church hall and unload all the equipment he promises is in there, and hope he arrives in time to help.

Will you please f*****g e-mail me the quiz? Yes, he says, getting aggressive, I said I would on Tuesday. But it's Friday and you still haven't f*****g sent it!! Well, he says..and this is the statement of the year...'I didn't know we were working to your specific timescale.'...what?: what? My timescale would be to get the quiz before Saturday, so that I can print it out...when exactly did he have in mind?

Well, later this afternoon after my meeting. Why not now? Haven't got time. Will e-mail at 12.30pm when my meeting is over.

I text at 2.15pm asking politely for the e-mail. It arrives at a quarter to three and he says his meeting overran....

Is it me? Is it me? Or is it any wonder my stress levels are high?

Tonight the quiz is finished. I have added a music round, a history round and a celebrity pics round. I am pleased with it. We have over 70 people coming. I hope it's good...watch this space...