so this weekend, we are going to see the inlaws, all of them. i am dreading this mildly because i find them exhausting.
my family is generally very quiet. we can go the whole day with a couple dozen words, mostly in polite conversation and generally focused on meals (when and where). my parents do like to get all up in our bidness about why we should buy a house, but they're not all "or else" about it.
dh's family talks all day long, fil especially. and it's about absolutely everything -- politics (uncomfortable), what we are doing right now, what we are doing with our lives, where we should go, and on and on. sometimes i play a little game where i measure the lulls in coversations and make guesses as to the next one.
add to this my general impatience with bil and all the nonsense he and his family engage in (arriving late, leaving early, us having to do whatever they want because they have The Grandchildren), and i am in for a long weekend. a long weekend.
man, i wish i had a goat to sacrifice or something.
