Finally
I got my ass back into the gym this morning after a 4 day hiatus. Phew!
I heard back from my father in law this morning after sending an e-mail yesterday letting him know everything we have going on in April because I was seriously annoyed at his presumptuousness about staying here for 2 1/2 weeks on dates of his choice -- particularly after our experience with him staying for 2 weeks in November. His response was pretty useless: "Thank you for letting us know your plans. We don’t want to inconvenience anyone or for you all to change your plans. We really appreciate you all letting us stay with you, if that’s OK, because we fell (sic) very comfortable there and it’s very convenient to be near everyone. If it would be better for you all, we can always stay with [my wife's] friend or my sister I’m sure."
Sure -- we don't want to inconvenience anyone or for you to change your plans, but we're going to go ahead and stay with you anyway unless you want to make yourself look like a big jerk and ask us to stay somewhere else. Nevermind that my sister and my other son live in town, too, and could totally accommodate us. We prefer to stay with you so you can clean up after us and drive us around all evening after you get home from work and host all the people we will invite to your house to come visit us like last time. You don't really mind cooking for a half dozen or so people every other day, do you? Or having your living room constantly full of people you don't know? "As [my daughter] says, it’s all good." Why should I be nervous about having an open door to people I've never met, whether or not I am home? What's wrong with people whose judgment you don't trust having keys to your home? Why should I be bothered about having zero privacy for weeks on end?
I'd better stop talking about this before I have an aneurysm.
I think the only thing I can do to save my sanity is not worry about what everyone else is doing. Last time I put off eating for hours or did a lot of extra grocery shopping to make sure everyone's meals were taken care of, etc. Not this time. If these people want to treat my house like a hotel, a hotel it shall be. Go find a f'ing restaurant if you want to eat! Well, if I didn't say it before at least his wife will be with him this time so she can take care of him. She's pretty cool -- but with him here on his own, he slept til noon every day, made a federal disaster area out of my stepdaughter's room, added a bunch of unwanted software to my computer, downloaded about 800 songs to iTunes from his computer that were totally inappropriate and/or no one wanted, asked everyone to drive him everywhere he wanted to go every night, invited a steady stream of people to my house precisely at dinner time and kept us up 'til ungodly hours every night. I am so not accommodating that this time!
Anyway. Onward and upward. I guess all I really have to do is not put myself out like I did last time. Problem solved, right?
Okay. So I'm hungry, and maybe a little cranky. I think some allergies are coming on, too, so perhaps this wasn't the best time to talk about this. And I admit that since he annoys me anyway, nothing he says is going to make me happy. I admit that. But it doesn't mean I can't bitch about it!
I heard back from my father in law this morning after sending an e-mail yesterday letting him know everything we have going on in April because I was seriously annoyed at his presumptuousness about staying here for 2 1/2 weeks on dates of his choice -- particularly after our experience with him staying for 2 weeks in November. His response was pretty useless: "Thank you for letting us know your plans. We don’t want to inconvenience anyone or for you all to change your plans. We really appreciate you all letting us stay with you, if that’s OK, because we fell (sic) very comfortable there and it’s very convenient to be near everyone. If it would be better for you all, we can always stay with [my wife's] friend or my sister I’m sure."
Sure -- we don't want to inconvenience anyone or for you to change your plans, but we're going to go ahead and stay with you anyway unless you want to make yourself look like a big jerk and ask us to stay somewhere else. Nevermind that my sister and my other son live in town, too, and could totally accommodate us. We prefer to stay with you so you can clean up after us and drive us around all evening after you get home from work and host all the people we will invite to your house to come visit us like last time. You don't really mind cooking for a half dozen or so people every other day, do you? Or having your living room constantly full of people you don't know? "As [my daughter] says, it’s all good." Why should I be nervous about having an open door to people I've never met, whether or not I am home? What's wrong with people whose judgment you don't trust having keys to your home? Why should I be bothered about having zero privacy for weeks on end?
I'd better stop talking about this before I have an aneurysm.
I think the only thing I can do to save my sanity is not worry about what everyone else is doing. Last time I put off eating for hours or did a lot of extra grocery shopping to make sure everyone's meals were taken care of, etc. Not this time. If these people want to treat my house like a hotel, a hotel it shall be. Go find a f'ing restaurant if you want to eat! Well, if I didn't say it before at least his wife will be with him this time so she can take care of him. She's pretty cool -- but with him here on his own, he slept til noon every day, made a federal disaster area out of my stepdaughter's room, added a bunch of unwanted software to my computer, downloaded about 800 songs to iTunes from his computer that were totally inappropriate and/or no one wanted, asked everyone to drive him everywhere he wanted to go every night, invited a steady stream of people to my house precisely at dinner time and kept us up 'til ungodly hours every night. I am so not accommodating that this time!
Anyway. Onward and upward. I guess all I really have to do is not put myself out like I did last time. Problem solved, right?
Okay. So I'm hungry, and maybe a little cranky. I think some allergies are coming on, too, so perhaps this wasn't the best time to talk about this. And I admit that since he annoys me anyway, nothing he says is going to make me happy. I admit that. But it doesn't mean I can't bitch about it!
posted by PlatinumGirl at 8:04 AM
2 Comments:
Jeez, that's pretty crazy. I would DIE. It's hard enough dealing with guests for a weekend, and when my own dad comes for six days I start to lose it but seventeen days??? Damn, girl, you deserve a medal if you don't end up killing someone. (and your husband would be first on my list, if I were you, haha)
CL: Yeah! I'm gonna buy myself something pretty!
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