So many changes are fastly approaching in my world. Today is Thanksgiving day and I am going to TRY and continue the tradition of keeping my mouth shut around family. I am probably going to scream at the first person that tries to rub my belly, as yes I am currently pregnant with #2! 🙂 When I find the majority of those people annoying AF, then NO don’t freaking touch me. Since finding out #2, hubby and I have decided that we need to become adults and buy our first home together. Super exciting and nervous at the same time. Next week we plan on spending a day with our realtor and seeing more open houses, then having a prenatal appointment that evening. Well, one evening MIL was at our house and hubby started telling her about where we are looking at moving to. She then follows it up with “OH! I’m looking at moving that way too!!!!” My heart fucking melts! This is a joke right!?!?! You don’t honestly want to move out that way??? This cannot be happening!
Turned out that MIL kicked her BF out of the trailer because his oldest child inquired if perhaps he could move in with dad. At the thought that perhaps that was a remote possibility, MIL decided that it would be best if that after 2-3 years of living together that they should “just date!” So out moves BF to a 5th wheel and now MIL cannot afford to pay for the trailer on her own. She needs to move. So instead of moving to a smaller place and one that she can afford, she wants to move to be closer to me??? OH HELLS NO! I am wanting to move away as it would be at least 1-1.5hrs away from you!!!! Currently she lives 15minutes away. YUP 15 fucking minutes and we still don’t see her. Why the F would you want to move further east with me to what, still not see your now grandchildren but be able to tell your friends that you live near them? NO just NO! She then has the odasity to ask when we are looking at places and to let her know. Yeah, if you honestly think that you are coming on showings with us you really have another thing coming.
Hubby was supposed to meet his father this weekend. Apparently he got called into work so sadly it wasn’t able to happen. SIL calls him up and explained that perhaps next Saturday could work (yup, my birthday) as that works best for her! Whatever, to me it is more important for him to meet his dad then my birthday. He then is asked by SIL if he talked to MIL about him wanting to meet his dad and said not to as she would be upset! FML, ok now hubby wants to talk to him mom and find out why she told SIL not to meet her dad at 14 and wait until legally she couldn’t do anything about it. I am now having to keep reminding him that all this happened 25 years ago. Whatever his mom’s reasons for being upset with his dad is between the two of them and should in NO WAY deter him from finally meeting him. MIL has had this hold over his head his whole life, and only he can determine what, if any relationship he wants to have with his father. So now I am 100% sure going to have to probably tell my MIL that not everything is about her and to stop her fucking crying as her son is allowed to meet his fucking father whether she likes it or not. FML! I can already hear/see the fake tears flowing. If she tries to mess this up I don’t think that there will be any way I can bite my tongue!
Son is asleep, I need to pack shit to take to MIL’s for supper, hubby is out buying stupid buns for dinner and a gift card for his sister. I asked 3x last week if we needed to bring/make anything for today and was always told “oh no!” Then last night after all the grocery stores are closed we are told to bring buns. We don’t know how many buns because we are unsure the number of people for dinner after the fact that BF was kicked out. This morning at around 9am, yup holiday monday we were told “OH??? 2 dozen of course!” I guess that means the gang is all there? As for the gift card….. we FINALLY got it down to NO PRESENTS for birthdays because exchanging GC’s is stupid at this age and so are forced presents, but SIL guilted everyone into “pitching in for a laptop that she NEEDS for work” for her birthday… Needless to say that pisses me right the F off because if you need it for work, work would buy it for you.
Wish me luck that I don’t murder anyone! ……… I’m not promising anything!
PS: no I have NO idea what mystery food we will be enjoying this year either……. 😦