The Problem With Family
Jan. 15th, 2010 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1Specifically, those you really don't get along with.
My mother is coming out next month for a 2 day/3 night visit. In the middle of the week. This does not bother me, as I understand the suckiness of bending to the airline's whims. I'll be informing my boss of this at the end of the month, and I will arrange for IDK to miss two days of school. He will be expected to do homework on those two days, though.
It was when she informed me she MUST have her own room and bed, as she's such a light sleeper, that I started getting a little perturbed. Whokay then. Well, IDK can NOT sleep on the couch, the adults are going to be up later then him. There's also no curtains in his room, and he sleeps on a mattress on the floor, as the bunk bed bought in CO was about 6 inches too high (when informed of this Mother asked why we didn't just chop the legs off. Off a METAL bunk bed. >_<) He COULD be put in The Cuteness' room on an air mattress for three nights.
Wolf, knowing my general distrust and dislike of my mother, suggested we put her up in a hotel instead.
One problem with this. I was also informed that she MUST go to church on Wednesday, as it's Ash Wednesday. Now, there's a church within walking distance of the house, she knows WE won't go with her and I'm not so keen on IDK going either, considering he has no context. I also don't know what time Mass is, but the thought of getting up at 6 in the morning to get her to a 7 am Mass puts my teeth on edge.
So, is the aggravation of having to pickup and dropoff twice a day less aggravating then having her here, sleeping on IDK's floor mattress?
I honestly don't know.
I do know one thing, though. If we're paying for the hotel, I'm not taking her out to eat. Which is probably for the best, as she went sort-of vegetarian on me, thus knocking any idea of introducing her to speedies right out the window. She probably won't want anything to do with The Plaza's Ultimate Desserts either, or Sakura's, the best sushi place in town. At least I can make her perogies.
Now all we have to do is avoid talking about religion, politics, and her bitch sisters, whom I would dearly love to send black envelopes to. And if anyone gets THAT reference, I'll hug you, as I'm out of cookies.
My mother is coming out next month for a 2 day/3 night visit. In the middle of the week. This does not bother me, as I understand the suckiness of bending to the airline's whims. I'll be informing my boss of this at the end of the month, and I will arrange for IDK to miss two days of school. He will be expected to do homework on those two days, though.
It was when she informed me she MUST have her own room and bed, as she's such a light sleeper, that I started getting a little perturbed. Whokay then. Well, IDK can NOT sleep on the couch, the adults are going to be up later then him. There's also no curtains in his room, and he sleeps on a mattress on the floor, as the bunk bed bought in CO was about 6 inches too high (when informed of this Mother asked why we didn't just chop the legs off. Off a METAL bunk bed. >_<) He COULD be put in The Cuteness' room on an air mattress for three nights.
Wolf, knowing my general distrust and dislike of my mother, suggested we put her up in a hotel instead.
One problem with this. I was also informed that she MUST go to church on Wednesday, as it's Ash Wednesday. Now, there's a church within walking distance of the house, she knows WE won't go with her and I'm not so keen on IDK going either, considering he has no context. I also don't know what time Mass is, but the thought of getting up at 6 in the morning to get her to a 7 am Mass puts my teeth on edge.
So, is the aggravation of having to pickup and dropoff twice a day less aggravating then having her here, sleeping on IDK's floor mattress?
I honestly don't know.
I do know one thing, though. If we're paying for the hotel, I'm not taking her out to eat. Which is probably for the best, as she went sort-of vegetarian on me, thus knocking any idea of introducing her to speedies right out the window. She probably won't want anything to do with The Plaza's Ultimate Desserts either, or Sakura's, the best sushi place in town. At least I can make her perogies.
Now all we have to do is avoid talking about religion, politics, and her bitch sisters, whom I would dearly love to send black envelopes to. And if anyone gets THAT reference, I'll hug you, as I'm out of cookies.
