My husband works for his sister's company. He enjoys it and takes it seriously. He is grateful to his sister for this, and I was too.
A few months ago SIL and BIL started talking about getting into go-karting, they have a friend who does it and they wanted to have a go. All fine. DH mentions it to me, we have a snigger about them and their enthusiasms, and that was it afaik.
Then, round at their house one day for a coffee, SIL announces that they have bought DH's kart. I am but don't say anything. It turns out that SIL and BIL decided that BIL won't be doing the actual racing, they want my DH for that. This entails time at weekends to work on the poxy kart, as well as about 6 weekends through the summer away doing the races. Not that much you might say and I agree that 6 weekends away is not a huge amount BUT ...
- I can't go because DD is only 14 months and a race track is just not set up for her. I went with DH when he took his test and it was hell. DD wanting to run around but nowhere really suitable, dog had to be shut in the car because couldn't manage him and DD whilst DH was off driving.
- DH is in his 40s and has never shown any interest in karting before, so why is it suddenly so important that he'll miss out on time with me and our family?
- SIL went ahead and bought this fucking kart and a load of kit to go with it before actually getting DH's agreement, so now he feels honour-bound to do it because otherwise she has wasted her money (and I guess he feels that because she employs him he doesn't want to let her down).
- At work he is now in full charge of both SIL's companies which is great, but means longer hours in the office and knackered when he gets home. I am turning into a 1950s housewife clock-watching for him to get home and moaning if he is 5 mintues late.
Our marriage is turning into a joke - he nearly walked out last night and I wasn't inclined to stop him. My own work has been scaled back so I can look after DD most of the time - I do 2 mornings a week in the office. I feel unhappy about this as the 3 of them (DH, SIL and BIL) all have their grown-up world and I am left out entirely. I have no family of my own up here, so if there is a childcare crisis (which there has been this week) then I have no-one to fall back on. I have missed a deadline with my own work because DH is too busy with his work to help me out.
The first race is coming up next weekend and I am dreading the next week which will be arguing and sulks and silences. That will be me. I can't help it, I feel DH is rejecting me when I look forward to our weekends together so much. I also feel he is rejecting DD who also wants time with him, and that hurts even more. But most of all I am really hating SIL who should have had some thought before buying this poxy fucking go-kart in the first place. AIBU?