- 8 years ago
- Wedding: January 2010
Hi Ladies- Its been a while since I’ve been on WB, and how I’ve missed it so! We just celebrated our 6 month anniversary and now my IL’s are visiting. Umm, for 3 weeks. Yes, thats right- 3 weeks, in my house, under my roof, eating my food for 3 weeks. Im freaking out.
I was freaking out from the beginning, but now Im freaking out even more. They are visiting from a country half way around the world- and lets just say, their day to day living is MUCH different than ours. Primarily with food. Ill preface this by saying I have celiac disease, so a lot of food is just plain poison to me- the fact that they dont get that at all makes me a prisoner in my own home. Apparently, “When in Rome…” doesnt apply to them.
It all started yesterday morning- besides coming down to make breakfast and being kicked out of my own kitchen by my ILs and not being able to eat a proper meal until noon (sigh), I announced that I would love to make a meal for them for dinner.
I work from home, so I have the luxury of putting things together throughout the work day. All in all, it took me about 2 hours prep and 2 hours cooking time to make them a traditional North American meal. They left about 11am to take a walk- dinner was on the table and smelling delish at 6:30pm. Guess what? My ILs NEVER SHOWED. Ummm yeah, thats right- MIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was insulted, appalled, offended, pissed and practically in tears. They finally waltzed in about 7:15- went right upstairs, showered and TOOK A NAP. Never once acknowledged I made dinner for them. My Darling Husband went up to get them and tell them I made dinner for them. 30 min later, they come down- never touched the one dish I made (which is one of my family fav’s- ouch!) got spicy sauces gallore and drowned my meal in all sorts of grossness. They never once said thank you or anything. Oh yeah, and they reheated the take-out in the fridge.
SO, seriously- WTF. Its one thing to come to our home (without an invitiation, might I add) for three weeks- but then to insult me in my own home like that!?!?!?! I would NEVER dream of doing that to anyone….
I called my mom and whispered to her what went on.. I just wish I had her patience and her ability to not care what others think and do- at least shes there to whisper back in my ear that she appreciates me and would never insult me or my hubby that way. I love my parents!! My ILs on the otherhand… well, that’s going to take some time……..