- 6 years ago
- Wedding: September 2012
Our venue for the ceremony and reception is at a bed & breakfast and the fee covers booking out all the rooms for the night, so up to five couples can stay there.
All of a sudden, my mom is telling me that they might stay there, too. As in, not just her and my dad, but all four of my still-living-at-home siblings, raging in age from 12 to 17. And maybe one of my other sisters and her boyfriend and their son can stay there, too. Or maybe grandma….
Um, seriously? You all want to hang out with us and intrude on our privacy on our wedding night? Does it not occur to them we might just want to be alone, after a whole week of wedding prep and entertaining guests and being completely jet lagged and tired?
My parents paid for the venue (that was their contribution to the wedding), so I guess I can’t really tell them no. That would be sort of rude. But wtf? Who invites themselves along to a couple’s wedding night? I love my family, but I don’t love them so much that I want to include them in our private evening together.
So now I’m thinking fine, let them have the house, and after the wedding, we’ll just drive the hour back to the city and check back into our usual hotel and forego any plans we had of sightseeing in the area the next day. That was kind of going to be the one day in the whole trip that we planned to take for ourselves, but whatever. They’d probably all want to tag along for that, too.
But it gets better!
We have a guest coming from Germany who is in his 60s and was sort of our matchmaker and we like him a lot. Except he’s planning to hang around til the weekend following the wedding. And we need to make a 10 hour drive out of state to retrieve some of my personal items out of storage.
HE ASKED IF HE COULD COME ALONG!
What the hell is wrong with people??? We’ll have just gotten married and after spending almost two weeks without a single second alone together, we figured at least on the drive, it’ll be just us. Not the greatest honeymoon in the world, but we’ll take what we can get. My plans did not include a third wheel riding in the back seat the whole way.
In his case, I did put my foot down and said it just wouldn’t be possible for us to bring him along and he understood and apologised for even suggesting it, but it really pissed me off that he put me in the position of having to be a jerk about it. In either case, he’s still asking what hotel and what room we’ll be in, because he wants to stay in the room right next door… grrr!