I could use one...
I spent all weekend dealing with calls and texts from my parents, panicking because we planned to drive to the mountains on Sunday to ski (because there was tons of fresh snow) and they were worried about the roads. All night Saturday, while they knew I was having dinner with the in-laws, they were blowing up my phone with dire threats about the roads and forbidding us to drive. Yes, forbidding. I am damn near thirty years old and have been independent of my parents for more than ten years.
Meanwhile, FI is furious because the conditions were amazing for skiing but we had to stay home so that my parents weren't going to mad at him forever for driving in snowy conditions, the same as the ones we drive in more than six months of the year because we live in a frozen wasteland. If we didn't drive in the snow we would only be able to leave the house from May to September.
So I spent all of Sunday getting more dramatic texts and emails and voicemails from my parents, "Thank you soooooo much for not driving! We are so happy there won't be funerals before the wedding!" (which...oh my god. Are you effing serious with this? Could my eyes roll back any further in my head from your melodramatic nonsense?) and with a FI who's checking the ski conditions at our resort and telling me "Look at all the powder! It's sunny! It's like six degrees [celsius] out! There are no lines at the gondola!" and getting more and more upset.
It blew, guys.
I finally responded to one of the emails and told my mother that I love them and appreciate their advice but I cannot take any more panic and theatrics every time I drive anywhere for the rest of my life and that from now on, their commands are not welcome and that FI and I will stay in a hotel instead of at their place the night before we ski because I am not willing to be stuck in the middle of panicking parents and a furious FI again.
Anyone else have a Monday morning vent for me?
Re: Monday vent, anyone?
Ahh! Why on earth would you give in to that nonsense? It will just make them think they can get away with that shit every time. That sucks though
I can relate, though. That kind of behavior is why I can only be at my mom's for 24 hours over any holidays before getting outta there.
Formerly martha1818
It's getting harder and harder to give a shit about coming in to work...but I gotta keep pretending because I have almost 3 months left and FI hasn't gotten his orders yet for the transfer to another state. It's really hard to write their bullshit goals for the year when you know you're not going to be doing them. I should write really big lofty bullshit ones.
FI is finally listening to my concerns about FSS. FSS wants his girlfriend to come to the wedding and stay at our house. No problem - she's staying in the guest room. FSS is whining about why can't she stay in his room, they're "both adults". Um - you pay NOTHING towards your own upkeep and care - you're an adult in the age number only, and as long as you're in our house, you will follow our rules. Don't like them - there's a glorious thing known as having your own place where you get to do what you want. (he's not in danger of being kicked out, he's 19 and still in college but damn, he's gotta have some kind of nudge to WANT to move out eventually!)
I think you and SO might have the same parents! They pull crap like this all the time. We go camping every summer and every summer they freak out about it and think we're going to end up in some crazy life-threatening situation. They are just way too over-bearing. And it really frustrates me because I'm not used to that at all because my parents are the opposite.
As for my own vent, I think I need to start looking for a new job. The credit union I work for seemed like a company that treats it's employees well at first but the longer I work here the more I'm seeing that that isn't true. There's a lot of discontent among my co-workers. Friday is just one example: They went back and forth all day about whether or not I was working on Saturday. First they told me no, then said oh wait yes you are, then it was no again. I don't mind working Saturday but I want to know in advance. Then they sent out an e-mail saying because July 4 is a Saturday we would be closed on July 3, okay that's what every bank does but nice to know. Then an hour later they retract that and say they have to look into it. My co-worker said they did this last year - made all the hourly employees work but then the higher up salaried employees took the holiday off. And the members think that because it's a credit union and they are all part owners they get to treat me like crap when they come in. I need the paycheck so I'm not just going to quit but everyday I'm here it just makes me want to start looking for something else.
My Vent:
FI got ANOTHER paycut at work. So we are up to 10%. We're losing about 600$ a month now. Thankfully we've got the full cost of the wedding saved up otherwise I'm not sure what we would do. I'm just bummed because we moved away from our families to come up here so he could get in the hours he needed for an upgrade as well as easily save money for a downpayment. Now we need to re-evaluate all our spending. And there's still a very good chance he may get laid off. And my company is struggling too so a paycut may be immenint for me.
Haha, this is what I do!
Except when I went to Bali it coincided with a long weekend, and she asked if I was going to my hometown (where she lives) for the holiday, so I had to fess up. I said I was going somewhere else though.
I think I said Florida, or Montreal, somewhere where I knew she would deem "safe" (I'm not saying Bali's not, just that her irrational mind has all these ideas of what places far away are like) so that I wouldn't get a constant barrage of e-mails making sure I'm alive. Lo and behold, I still got 4!
Formerly martha1818
Not to mention that our stuff all has to magically move itself to the new house from this one and most of it is not even packed. Oh, and DH got sent out of town on a business trip last minute so I get to do it myself with only the help of the dogs. And then the headache started so I have pretty much zero motivation even though I know it needs to be done.
So my Monday was going decently until I get a call from the woman who is going to perform my marriage ceremony saying, "Sorry honey, they told me at the courthouse that I'm not able to marry you guys." My wedding is in NINETEEN DAYS. This was followed by several WTFs from me, then me sobbing on the phone to FI because there's no one else I want to marry us, and I don't want to go to the courthouse to make it "real" because I want our wedding day to be the day we've been planning for for 11 goddamn months.
Apparently, my minister was at the courthouse this morning filing a business license, and while she was there she decided to also ask about the process for filing marriage licenses because she hasn't done it in several years. She is told by some woman at that office that only ministers who are sanctioned by a church in Alabama are able to perform marriage ceremonies. My minister got ordained online, and according to Nancy-Knows-Best at the courhouse, that doesn't count.
So after sobbing on the phone and then collecting myself, I gear up to start plotting the demise of Roy Moore (Alabama's supreme court justice who won't let any judges perform marriage ceremonies in Alabama because he hates gay people but surely God is okay with this), and then I calm down a bit and call the probate office and demand to know how they are going to tell me that my minister can't perform my marriage ceremony because her ministry isn't "recognized by Alabama" when it doesn't say anything about that in the Code of Alabama (I seriously read it all this morning. ) The very nice lady on the phone apologizes to me and tells me she isn't sure who told us that because they do not have the authority to tell anyone who can or cannot perform marriage ceremonies, and that as long as the minister is ordained through any church, even online, she should be able to do it within the guidelines of Alabama law. She also said she had no idea who Nancy Know It All was.
SO, we are going to proceed as planned, and if they give me any grief when we mail in the license I'm going to burn that fucking place to the ground.