Adulting is Hard

We were walking around the hardware stores this past weekend and it started to pour.  The car was left at the last store and sadly MIL’s house was closer.  Instead of getting tiny human sopping wet, we decided to head to MIL’s house so that he could eat his lunch while being dry and send dad to get the car.  This is when we found out just how hard it is to be an adult!  SIL is turning 39 this year!  She has two kids, lives on her own with kids and BF.  She has a full time job and so does he.  SOOOOO…… can someone please tell me why the fuck the following is still happening:

A) She still gets government subsidies for being a “single mom”.

B) MIL co-signed a car loan.

C) MIL paid to get SIL’s taxes done with hers, and thus paid someone $250 to do it!

D) SIL still gets a $100/month ALLOWANCE from MIL!!!!!!!

 

WHAT THE UTTER FUCK!?!?!

Seriously, we all have had to grow up at sometime!  Both the boys in the family don’t get any of the above treatment.  SIL is the oldest one of the kids too…….(unless you ask MIL, who introduces hubby as such.  Middle child is the new oldest?)

I told hubby this on the drive home as MIL was basically telling me all of this while tiny human was eating lunch and the accountant came over.  Boasting about SIL’s taxes like they were public knowledge and that “you know, it’s really hard for her?!”  IS IT?!?! Or has she just never had to grow up because you allow her to act like a fucking 5 year old.  Why not just wipe her ass while you are at it?

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Adulting is Hard

Easter Dinner

Yesterday was Easter Dinner and I am very thankful that husband of mine no longer looks at me oddly when I grab my crochet bag and hooks (even if I don’t have a project started).  Yesterday was no exception! I was able to bust out so many rows on my baby blanket it was awesome.  See, that was very needed especially since there was NO BIL buffer 😦  He is across the ocean with friends for a week, so we were stuck at MIL’s house with MIL and SIL! HELP!!!! MIL of course is asking about tiny human and how they are cooking.  She then tells me that she has decided to bring her BF’s mom to the baby shower (yup I have no say).  She also said it as such, ” FYI: Sheena is really excited for this baby shower, like, I think more excited than I am!”  This curve ball, I have kind of been anticipating potentially as hubby and I have agreed that when tiny human is born that she will I guess be a “great-grandma figure” in their lives…. until MIL fucks up this relationship like all the rest (hubby’s words here, not mine!!!) Don’t worry, tiny human has an actual great-gran for when shit hits the fan!  She is AMAZING TOO!!!! SIL is listening to this as it unfolds and pipes up to be included in the conversation only after MIL tells me that she is going to be picking up BIL’s gf! (Yeah, this one I really am excited for to be there!!!)  If/when BIL and her get married, it will be her and I huddled together in the corner far away from SIL and the insanity.  Yes, finally an ally!  This was apparently too far for SIL as she then proceeds to freak out about said baby shower.  “What day is it? Where is MY invite?” …..etc! My response was: “check your email! You were sent an invite, and haven’t responded yet!”  So what does she do, yup, open Facebook and complain that there is no invite there!  *face palm* Holding back my angry voice, I repeat, CHECK **your fucking** E-mail!  “OOOOOHHHHH, why did you send it to my email? why didn’t you do it via facebook?” Thankfully I ignored that one, but the next one got me though: “I don’t see an e-mail from you in here!”…. FUCK!!!! “I didn’t send out the invites.  My friends are hosting, and thus they sent out the invites.  They were also sent out like 3 weeks ago.  Just check your damn e-mail!”  Finally she found the invite and responded that she was coming.  Is it bad that I hope that she will completely forget about it and not show up?  Chances are very good, unless MIL reminds her (which would be the only way she remembered, as nothing was written down, and no reminders put in her phone).  I think that what would shock me more would be if she actually shows up and actually brings a gift for baby!  That would be a new one, since a few years ago she did get upset when her mom told her that it was proper etiquette to bring a gift to a wedding!

Later on I am crocheting on the couch with the two nieces who are playing video games. Oldest brought her PSP as she thought ahead, youngest had commandeered somebody’s cell phone to play games because hubby was explaining how he programmed the new universal remote for MIL and BF’s tv, stereo, blueray player etc and giving them lessons and nobody could play with her at that particular moment.  Well little one has NEVER been good at self playing.  She always needs to be the centre of attention just like her mom.  I love kids, don’t get me wrong, I better since I am about to have one, but don’t interrupt somebody while they are in the middle of a conversation especially when they have told you 5 times that they really need to take 5 minutes and learn this before uncle leaves for the night because you want somebody to colour with you.  You are 8.  Start colouring by yourself and they will come when they are ready.  Instead, she begins to pester her sister.  “what are you playing? what are you playing?….” To which she is told, “I am playing my game, please stop bugging me and play your own.”  I listen to this a few times before Aunty has to intervene as mom and “father figure” are completely tuning it out as they are on their phones playing games on the other side of the coffee table.  The 10th time she says this, and at this point I don’t know how older sister hasn’t hit her by now, Aunty pipes up “H! your sister has asked you repeatedly to stop bugging her!  She told you the first time what she was doing and politely asked that you not interrupt her, and please play your own game!”  Little one does for a few moments, then starts to try and pipe up again, when I have to step in again.  THEN SIL says, “did aunty tell you something? If she did you should listen to Aunty.”  Then SIL’s BF pipes up, “what was she doing?”  SIL: “I donno, but apparently Aunty had to say something so I guess little one should listen.”

Yup, I walk away to fill my water bottle up then as well dinner is now almost ready.  NO, don’t even get me started on that one!!!!!! I am pretty sure that you can figure that one out on your own by now!

Oh and since it will be “baby’s first christmas” this year, and my family may potentially come down for this occasion… I will warn you now to eat the turkey, as I have already been told that I have to cook it this year and bring it to MIL’s.  Oh yeah, she has it all planned out now at the thought of people coming. SORRY!!!!

Easter Dinner

Birthday Season :(

With September now upon us, most people are counting how many more sleeps till school starts (or in some instances that being today) and life can get back to more of a routine.  Not in our house.  We don’t have kids so it is just Boy and I.  September brings to us the start of a different challenge.  It is the beginning of “birthday season”.  It feels like 90% of the people we know, as well as the majority of Boy’s family, is born in the fall.  That means that it is guaranteed to be somebody’s birthday from the start of September right up until new years.  We all know how much I actually like people and parties (NOT!) so this is pure hell for me!  At this point, I have been able to convince dear husband that it is more than acceptable for him to go without me, in fact, I encourage it as both of us would be happier!

The problem lies in the in-laws.  See, if you can remember last year around this time we discussed MIL and SIL’s obsession with dollar value gifts for Christmas and Birthdays.  SIL’s b-day is mid october, her BF is at the end of september, MIL is start of november, then her BF is mid december.  Oh wait, then there is christmas where these bitches want more monetary fucking things!  For example, last year SIL was so excited since her BF spent $400 on her for christmas.  SO fucking what i said, it is a bunch of stupid shit just so that it eventually added up to that amount as the total amount is all that you see.  You don’t look and notice that it is all pure shit from the dollar store that will fucking break next week. She was so over obsessed with the actual nominal value, that I was tempted to explain that all Boy got was a new pair of work pants.  They usually run $100 a pair and last the year, but last year however I found them while visiting a friend for $70/pr.  He got one pair.  I suggested that this year we only draw names for one another and NO GIFT CARDS allowed for christmas.  We all buy our own shit anyways, and you will get upset if I don’t get you a birthday gift even if I scream till I am blue in the face that we shouldn’t be doing any of this shit in the first place, and only the kids should do it.  Mind you they are so overwhelmed with the whole process too seeing as they first have christmas at home, then go to one dad’s place, then MIL’s place.

Now how do I just skip over all of this bullshit and make it January 2016??

Birthday Season :(

Boquet of flowers

Today’s post comes to us thanks to SIL! Yesterday was her oldest ‘s grade 7 graduation. Apparently that is a big deal here as it means next year is high school!  Graduation was held at 11am on a Monday, so neither hubby nor I could take the time off. Yes we got guilted several times by MIL because we NEED to be there. We apologized that we couldn’t, but would show up after dinner and come say congrats!  We went to the mall before heading over and got her a GC for video games and a bouquet of flowers.  Yes, the only reason why I choose to acknowledge this day was because it is the niece who is the tom boy and her gramma or mom don’t pay any attention to her, hence video games! We got to the house, which of course is in complete shambles, to have to exain that “no, the flowers will not grow, they are a boquet in water as opposed to a growing plant”… Yes, i was not saying this to 13year old niece, but 35year old SIL.  I am allergic to flowers and it almost killed me to hold them all the way to your house, but even I know that a boquet will fucking die as there is no roots or even fucking soil for that matter to keep it alive!  Thankfully husband said we couldn’t stay and we did an about face and left asap!

Boquet of flowers

My heart is crying for my niece

Thank fuck that I didn’t end up staying for easter dinner.  Boy came home and a few days later told me what his oldest niece said at the dinner table!  So remember, this is the girl that got made fun of because she isn’t girly enough, and had to stay home and babysit her younger sister for her own 13th birthday.  She is quite and retreats into herself as a way of escaping from the world in which she lives.  She does not joke, or say things that she doesn’t mean.  She is VERY matter of fact!  Apparently at Easter Dinner, she says to everybody the thought that husband and I have had for the last 5 years, but didn’t want to voice.  She announced “I cannot wait until I turn 16, so that I can move in with Grandma!!!!!” SIL is so fucking dense that she laughs it off and doesn’t take it seriously.  Husband actually had to say, “um, this is the kid who doesn’t joke!”  Let’s face it, she still didn’t get it then.  It just breaks my heart as I personally don’t want her to have to live with grandma either, as she is the one who said she wasn’t girly enough to her face too!!!  I am now also afraid as she is taking the babysitter course, and i forsee her mom pawning other people’s kids on the oldest, and not paying her.  All money that she does get, I have a strong feeling that it will go into a piggy bank (one hidden from mom) and saved until she is 16 (or sooner) and this girl runs away…. 😦 It turns out to be a good thing I wasn’t at dinner or I don’t know what I would of said to SIL!?!?!?!

My heart is crying for my niece