K and I began dating in 10/2006.
Right from the start his mother didnt like me.
She said that I was spoiled, and that because of my American upbringing I just didnt understand their ways and would never fit in with their family.
They came here from Poland in 1993.
The future in-laws lost their home (due to bankruptcy) and so they (mom, dad, and 2 younger sisters) moved in with us.
This was in 1/2008.
We got engaged 6/2011.
My family was so happy.
His family... well they couldnt care less.
His mom is always talking bad about me behind my back.
She is polite to my face (usually) but then I hear her talking about me over the phone, or I will hear from the person she told it to.
This past Thanksgiving we had both my family and his family together so that he and I were not running around to 2 different dinners.
I was cleaning. I spent all day Wednesday cleaning the bathroom, living room, dining room, and kitchen.
In the kitchen on the counter there were dirty mugs, used paper towels, dirty cutting board and knife, and a bowl of soup with a container of noodles on top.
I assumed that the soup was old and left out so down the disposal it went. Noodles too.
I put all the dishes in the dishwasher. I hand washed all that didnt fit in the dishwasher. I scrubbed the counter and floor.
His mom comes home and asks what I did with the soup.
I tell her.
She gets pissed.
She starts saying that that was hers and she was going to eat it. I apologize and say there had been nobody home for the past 3 hours, so I thought it was old and so I threw it out. She started going on about how she would never do that to me, she never throws my stuff out so why would I do that to her. Why would I throw her stuff out. She was telling me she was SO mad at me.
I kept apologizing but she wouldnt hear it.
I went downstairs and sat with Kamil. He held me and asked me what happened and if I wanted him to go talk to his mom.
I said no, that it was stupid and to just let it be.
He comforted me and reminded me that his mom was unreasonable and to just let it roll off my back.
About 10 minutes later his mom called down the stairs for him.. he went over to the stairs to see what she wanted.. she started to complain to him about what I did and bitch to him about me.
I didnt understand most of it cause it was in Polish, but I understood the curse words, the word soup, and the word girlfriend.
He got really upset and he firmly told her that I wasnt his girlfriend, I was his fiance. He went on to defend what I did and so she walked away in a huff.
Thanksgiving came and went almost uneventfully.
My dad (who has NF) had a sezuire after dinner so my parents and brother had to leave pretty early.
His cousin (who Im close with) and her hubby were the only ones to ask how dad was after it all went down. The rest of his family just didnt seem to care.
Mom, dad, and my brother got home okay. Dad was ok. So the rest of the night went off without a hitch.
I worked all day (8am-7pm) on Friday and then K and I watched movies in the basement with our friend all night so I didnt see his mom at all on Friday.
Today he and I went to the grocery store.. when we got home from that his cousin was there picking up the dishes she had left there on Thanksgiving.
She told me about how his mom was complaining to her about me. About the soup thing again... and about how Im always moving stuff, and that I have no respect and other crap. His cousin defended me and told her that she would of done the same thing that I did and so his mom was all taken back and just didnt have anymore to say.
Ive always been nice and polite and respectful to her, so I dont understand her actions!
There has been ONE time in the 5+ years Ive known her that I snapped at her.
It was in late 9/2009, I had a cat. I made it very clear that she was to be an indoor only cat. She was not allowed outside. She had not been spayed yet so that was another reason that this was very important.
I come home from work one night take off my shoes and socks. His mom is in the kitchen (she says nothing to me), grab a can of drp from the fridge, then go to my room to put on my pjs. His youngest younger sister comes out of her room and tells me that my cat is outside.
I freak out and run out there to look for her.
His mom comes after me and starts telling me that she will be fine, she is with her cats. I tell her no that shes not allowed outside, shes not spayed, I dont want her to get preg. She repeats that she will be fine and not to worry so much. I tell her that no she is my cat and I want her back inside. She then tells me to put on shoes... she keeps nagging at me to put on shoes. I snap and yell that I dont care about my effin shoes that I just want to get my cat! (sidenote: after this my cat was given to my parents so she would be safe)
Apparently that was SO terrible of me cause she didnt speak to me for a month after that happened. She also proceeded to tell everyone she knew about how I yelled at her.
*sigh*
whew!
thanks for letting me vent!