My inlaws are coming to visit tomorrow night for a week. My confession is I'm just a teeny bit* more excited to see my OG bag filled with clothes/goodies I've been ordering over the last few months than I am to see them.
Ok quick - tell me your confessions so I feel less guilty!
Post by futurepivko on Jun 5, 2012 14:14:23 GMT -5
Oh, I do not blame you.
I confess that I am delaying an email to a rep over a work order because I am SO SICK of staring at it, they aren't giving me what I need, I've been fighting with them on this since April 22, and it's due to invoice tomorrow (then they handle it).
This isn't so much a confession, but it's... something.
I HATE shopping with other people, no matter how much I enjoy their company. Shopping is my alone time. It's relaxing. I like to either take my time or be in-and-out, depending on my schedule. And I don't want to cater to anyone else's schedule. I know what I like, so I don't need someone else muddying up my opinions of things. And I honestly don't care what someone else buys, so if you ask for my opinion I'll probably just make something up.
This isn't so much a confession, but it's... something.
I HATE shopping with other people, no matter how much I enjoy their company. Shopping is my alone time. It's relaxing. I like to either take my time or be in-and-out, depending on my schedule. And I don't want to cater to anyone else's schedule. I know what I like, so I don't need someone else muddying up my opinions of things. And I honestly don't care what someone else buys, so if you ask for my opinion I'll probably just make something up.
Me too times a million. I like to go at my own pace, and I ALWAYS feel rushed when I'm with other people, even if it's only in my head haha.
My inlaws left after staying a month. My mother in law said something about how we were probably glad to see them go (as they were heading out the door), and I not so quietly said YUP.
In my defense, this was after a solid month of my drawers being gone through, constant questioning (where are you going, are you going to bed, what are you doing, who are you talking to, when is our son getting home, what do you do all day at work, why don't you water the plants more often, why are you wearing that), my entire kitchen being rearranged, letting them use my car for that entire time, and a lot more.
This isn't so much a confession, but it's... something.
I HATE shopping with other people, no matter how much I enjoy their company. Shopping is my alone time. It's relaxing. I like to either take my time or be in-and-out, depending on my schedule. And I don't want to cater to anyone else's schedule. I know what I like, so I don't need someone else muddying up my opinions of things. And I honestly don't care what someone else buys, so if you ask for my opinion I'll probably just make something up.
My inlaws left after staying a month. My mother in law said something about how we were probably glad to see them go (as they were heading out the door), and I not so quietly said YUP.
In my defense, this was after a solid month of my drawers being gone through, constant questioning (where are you going, are you going to bed, what are you doing, who are you talking to, when is our son getting home, what do you do all day at work, why don't you water the plants more often, why are you wearing that), my entire kitchen being rearranged, letting them use my car for that entire time, and a lot more.
Wow, my inlaws are total saints compared to this. Sounds like you are too, to put up with that!
My inlaws left after staying a month. My mother in law said something about how we were probably glad to see them go (as they were heading out the door), and I not so quietly said YUP.
In my defense, this was after a solid month of my drawers being gone through, constant questioning (where are you going, are you going to bed, what are you doing, who are you talking to, when is our son getting home, what do you do all day at work, why don't you water the plants more often, why are you wearing that), my entire kitchen being rearranged, letting them use my car for that entire time, and a lot more.
Wow, my inlaws are total saints compared to this. Sounds like you are too, to put up with that!
Most of the time I just have a fake smile on my face. They're okay in SMALL doses. Not big ones.
My inlaws left after staying a month. My mother in law said something about how we were probably glad to see them go (as they were heading out the door), and I not so quietly said YUP.
In my defense, this was after a solid month of my drawers being gone through, constant questioning (where are you going, are you going to bed, what are you doing, who are you talking to, when is our son getting home, what do you do all day at work, why don't you water the plants more often, why are you wearing that), my entire kitchen being rearranged, letting them use my car for that entire time, and a lot more.
Post by bellasposa223 on Jun 6, 2012 11:49:07 GMT -5
I've stopped loving and trusting my DH's dog as of last night. I was giving him kisses like I always do and bit me in the face and made me bleed in two different spots, I have his teeth marks on my face and and I have that feeling like a migraine where it hurts between your forehead and nose. I'm so upset with him. Actually I'm even more mad because my MIL didn't yell at him when it happened. All she said in the calmest voice ever was "That wasn't nice."
I am currently listening to Closing Time by Semisonic... and started singing along.
...every new begining comes from some other beginings endddddd
FUCK I'm lame right now.
The valedictorian of my high school class used quotes from that song in her graduation speech. We were all looking at eachother like, "Is this really happening?"