Are my expectations too high on Christmas morning? I have an old friend staying and she arrived yesterday afternoon. We had a lovely time catching up and then she and DH went to the carol service across the road whilst I prepared a festive supper. All in all, very lovely. But this morning (itβs now nearly 11am) she is still in bed. DH is preparing lunch and somewhat grumpy despite offers of help so Iβm alone in the bedroom reading Gransnet!! Itβs not quite how I expected Christmas morning to be. I do wish people would just make a little effort. Am I being unreasonable?