- 4 years ago
- Wedding: December 2012
I need some quick advice. My Darling Husband is the youngest of his friends’ crew at nearly 25 years old. In the 4 years I have lived with my husband, none of his friends have ever brought a girlfriend over to hang out or anything. Now, I clean house, I buy all of our groceries, I put MY time and effort into making our living space comfortable. There was a point for about two months straight where friends took up our entire weekend. When they are here, I cannot relax. There are beer bottles everywhere because apparently they cannot throw away their garbage. They rummage through our cabinets and our fridge like it’s their house. Uh, excuse me! I do not make good money, so I cannot afford to feed everyone. The food that I purchase is food for the week. Soooo infuriating.
They are extremely loud, and I have found candy wrappers in between my couch coushions after they are gone. I have found urine behind our toilet because someone was too tipsy to make it in. While my husband cleans up after them fairly well, I am sick of my house being treated like an effing frat house. My husband is absolutely ridiculous and always loves to have company. There was a point where for two months straight people practically lived at our house over the weekends. Those were miserable “weekends” that I did not relax! I feel that, yes, he should have time with his friends. Of course. But why can’t they/we all go elsewhere too sometimes?! I want to enjoy everyone’s company without worrying about having to police people to throw their trash away or telling people to please bring food.
I am stuck between being an irritated, nagging wife because my food is getting eaten and my house is getting trashed and feeling my blood pressure rise that I have to walk away from everyone before I explode, and being the “cool”, calm, collected wife that has no problem having friends come over and being sane about the whole situation.
I could deal with it every once in a while, but my husband never sees an issue with them coming over. Ever. So it’s left up to me and I feel like a witch wanting to tell him that I absolutely do NOT want to deal with people nearly every time he asks. They usually ask a time or two every week.
Advice, please? Before I end up losing my cool in front of his friends!