So MIL is sick. i don't know what, but i call it the weekend sickness.
All most every weekend, i get caught in house and its like a torture for 2 days.
you may not come across many people who hate weekend. HI, I'm one of them. i just couldn't stand weekend. i hate it, i mean 2 days are really really long time to stay at home with MIL.
so, weekend sickness is my MIL falls sicks, at least pretends to fall sick, and does a whole lot of stupid work like shifting glass from one place to another. ya she does work, like washes all the damn clothes, jeans that people has worn only once. and towels and all sort of crap. (with hand) and then she would keep wiping floor, kitchen top, stove and all crap.
then moving of the glass is always there.
for me, i would feel like there is no clothes to wash, floor is clean, and obviously the glass is good where it is.
so it would be like i would be sitting in living room and she would be working her ass off.
MAN i feel so angry, u know why, because she is trying to make me feel guilty.
And excuse me, I'm expert in it. i have done it scores of time to other people. this trick wont work on me. but man i know her intention and feel like slapping her so hard and her cheek bone should crack.
so, she was very sick yesterday (Sunday) and my BIL came home very late i don't know when, definitely after 11.30 or 12. we both slept.
my MIL had to open the door, coz the poor creature sleeps in the living room.
and its cold, and she is sick. would any sane person get up early in morning to make breakfast and lunch for us? but my MIL is not a sane person. she made full fledged breakfast and lunch. and milk for morning.
i just want to kick her ass.
i was so angry with her in the morning that till the time i reached office i was fuming.
and then i forgot about her by getting involved in the days task.
and then my anger reduced and i was thinking if i should leave early.
i felt like giving one more try... i would come home, and ask her if there is anything to shopped for, and then if i can make dinner. yes, there is very high chance she would blow me off. but i have trying all these days constantly.
And when i came knocked the door, she opened, i asked her if i have to buy anything? she smiled and said no. Huh? Smile? where did that come from? bummer!!!
But then i say my FIL lying down in the couch.
hell, i was scared. i felt like these two would gang upon me tonight and have all planned out.
but then feeling soon vanished, not because they did something nice, but because i realized that im married. well, nothing worst can happen. im so in the rock bottom, that if at all anything can happen now, it had to be for good. big or small. so my smile came back to me.
also, i was so awaiting to bitch about her in my blog.
finally i had a vent to let it all out.
i'm little anxious still, what might happen tonight, or till he leaves...
All iz well...
All most every weekend, i get caught in house and its like a torture for 2 days.
you may not come across many people who hate weekend. HI, I'm one of them. i just couldn't stand weekend. i hate it, i mean 2 days are really really long time to stay at home with MIL.
so, weekend sickness is my MIL falls sicks, at least pretends to fall sick, and does a whole lot of stupid work like shifting glass from one place to another. ya she does work, like washes all the damn clothes, jeans that people has worn only once. and towels and all sort of crap. (with hand) and then she would keep wiping floor, kitchen top, stove and all crap.
then moving of the glass is always there.
for me, i would feel like there is no clothes to wash, floor is clean, and obviously the glass is good where it is.
so it would be like i would be sitting in living room and she would be working her ass off.
MAN i feel so angry, u know why, because she is trying to make me feel guilty.
And excuse me, I'm expert in it. i have done it scores of time to other people. this trick wont work on me. but man i know her intention and feel like slapping her so hard and her cheek bone should crack.
so, she was very sick yesterday (Sunday) and my BIL came home very late i don't know when, definitely after 11.30 or 12. we both slept.
my MIL had to open the door, coz the poor creature sleeps in the living room.
and its cold, and she is sick. would any sane person get up early in morning to make breakfast and lunch for us? but my MIL is not a sane person. she made full fledged breakfast and lunch. and milk for morning.
i just want to kick her ass.
i was so angry with her in the morning that till the time i reached office i was fuming.
and then i forgot about her by getting involved in the days task.
and then my anger reduced and i was thinking if i should leave early.
i felt like giving one more try... i would come home, and ask her if there is anything to shopped for, and then if i can make dinner. yes, there is very high chance she would blow me off. but i have trying all these days constantly.
And when i came knocked the door, she opened, i asked her if i have to buy anything? she smiled and said no. Huh? Smile? where did that come from? bummer!!!
But then i say my FIL lying down in the couch.
hell, i was scared. i felt like these two would gang upon me tonight and have all planned out.
but then feeling soon vanished, not because they did something nice, but because i realized that im married. well, nothing worst can happen. im so in the rock bottom, that if at all anything can happen now, it had to be for good. big or small. so my smile came back to me.
also, i was so awaiting to bitch about her in my blog.
finally i had a vent to let it all out.
i'm little anxious still, what might happen tonight, or till he leaves...
All iz well...
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