I am officially dreading tomorrow

Last weekend, my mother asked if my family could help her sometime this week at my grandmother's house.  My sister decided it needed to be this weekend so she could be there also.  My mother then asked my cousin if her family would join us.  That would give us many bodies (some of them rather strong) and we should be able to accomplish a lot.  Not a problem. 

Then my mother decided she was irritated with certain parts of the family.  She can't renovate and move into the house (which I think is not a great idea) until family members take the things they want.  She made a pronouncement that after a set period of time, things would be pitched or donated.  Not a bad idea, as this can not drag on forever.  Her tone, however, is not always amicable.

She just called to tell me that the dumpster she had ordered never showed up, so we aren't going to be able to get rid of some of the trash like she had hoped.  Furthermore, my one cousin, who doesn't necessarily get along well with others will be there tomorrow as well.  He isn't coming to work of course, but will be there to make sure he gets what he wants.  He doesn't hesitate to speak down to others and to be belligerent, and my mother and sister do not hesitate to call him on it and give it right back to him.  And of course I "love" spending time with my sister.

So yeah, this ought to be "fun".  I hadn't particularly been looking forward to this to begin with because I hate sweating, but obviously I get over myself and do what I need to do.  This though...well now I'm officially dreading the day.  Ugh.