Hello all. I just need a place to vent about a few things. Maybe some of you are going through similar situations and we can all find a shoulder to cry on.
After my bridal shower a few weekends ago, my soon-to-be FIL made a fuss about having to clean up when he saw my mom chatting with some of the ladies at the shower. He then went on to say how he was upset with having to help "clean up" after the wedding and how my mom should be responsible.
Back story:
My mom is paying entirely for the wedding reception. I'm covering a few things like my dress, DJ, flowers, decor; but she is paying for the food, drink and rental charges at a restaurant. My mom hired a limo for the day to take the bridesmaids to our hair/makeup appointments and two separate cars to take my fiance and I as well as herself, my sister and her boyfriend home. She made this decision so she can enjoy herself and not worry about driving home. She also is a widow and feels that she will be extremely depressed on my wedding day without my dad - another reason why she wants to enjoy herself at the reception.
Future FIL is complaining that she wants to "booze it up" instead of helping. All we asked him and my future MIL to do is take the presents with them and take the decorations that I purchased (where he got the idea that he has to help cleanup a restaurant, who knows!). They are staying at a hotel, and the next day they will drop off everything at our house (mind you - the reception is 20 minutes from my house, 15 minutes from my mom's house and 50 minutes from my future in-law's house).
Now I know my future FIL is just a grumpy old man, but it hurt so much when he made that complaint. I unfortunately lashed out on my fiance about this, saying my mom is paying for it all, and she doesn't have her husband around on this important day. I've always been able to deal with not having my dad around (7 years on Sept. 16th), but this wedding has taken a huge toll on my emotions. I've had countless breakdowns about not having my dad around.
In a nutshell, I'm still fairly peeved about the whole ordeal. I know I need to get over it, but something inside of me just isn't letting go.
