- 6 years ago
- Wedding: March 2014
Today has just not been my day. It started off with me rushing to an interview for a job that wasn’t even available. That was bad enough. After that fiasco, I went out to eat with my mom in the hopes of making myself feel better and to get a little sympathy because hey, I was upset. The lunch started out ok. Then somehow, we ended up in the kids issue. My mom has generally been understanding, or at least hasn’t ever really brought up, the kids issue with me because she knows I don’t want them. Out of the blue, she tells me that I’m going to regret not having children and that nit having children is an extremely selfish thing of me to do. What is this? So we argued about that for a while. I told her that just because I was a girl didn’t mean that I needed to use my uterus and that not everyone wants children. Not everyone regrets not having them and that having a child you don’t want is more selfish than not having any. She told me that I must deep down, really want a family. No, I don’t. And then she told me that I would change my mind. Ir would happen for sure after I got older. Ugh. Not only am I sick of hearing this argument, I was blown away by the fact that my mom feels this way. She has only brought up children twice, and has been pretty quiet on the matter. She always told me that it was my choice. Honestly, I wish she would have brought it up sooner, instead of letting me think and talk about how supportive my mother was in this matter.
Eventually, I get home and want to relax. Cue phone call from my grandfather.
My grandfather has adjusted pretty well to modern society. He doesn’t agree with a lot of things, but for the most part his stance on the matter is that times change. He’s also supper conservative and I tend to avoid any conversation at all with him regarding politics because it always ends up with both of us being irritated and him calling me a damn liberal. Today, he decides to ask me how moving is going and if I need to borrow his truck for any furniture. I appreciated the offer, because I do. Buy somehow, he ended up talking about not living with my FH because it was wrong, something a liberal would do and I would be frowned at. He told me that if we lived together we’d never get married because we’d be fine living in sin with each other and that living with FH would just bring me down, I would end up dropping out of school and “living like a hippie”. He then proceeded to tell me that it was my life, I’m an adult, but that he did put down $5,000 to help with the down payment on the house. Essentially being like, well I paid for some of your house so I get a say in what you do in it.
Honestly, I never asked him to help. My parents offered to put down the down payment. I didn’t want my grandparents putting down anything on the house itself because I knew they would then think they owned part of it and could basically tell me what to do. I’m sorry, but it’s my house. You paid $5000 out of the $127,900 cost. If I feel like living with FH and being a “liberal hippie” in my own home, I will.
Seriously, what is with my family today?
Thank goodness for wine.