I do sound bitchy and a prick, but it has been a hard year. Mum and dad got the opportunity to go to America and were only too happy to jump at it in order that they would not be around for the stress that is, my sister. I, then, was left to fill my mums role as first person to call/harass about every little thing. I say harass, cos I , stupidly, offered to make her stationery and have had a ridiculous amount of calls/texts asking how 'we' are getting on with them, are they done yet, can we make another 10-20.
All had to be hand cut, scored folded, ribboned etc. I loved making them, but the pressure from her was just taking the joy out of it all.
There are so many ways in which it has just been a ghastly year. With all her quibbles over every thing.
I will suggest something, she will snort at me in disgust, then come back a month later telling me about this wonderful idea that so and so has had that she is gonna go with. (That would be the one I had a month ago that you snorted at.) Can you make it please.
She seems oblivious, in her requests, that I have 2 children that I am have to join me on all her errands.
She borrows my stuff, I ask her to return it, oh I am not coming back out here again, you can come and get it.
Then when I need something, to make something she has requested, it is not in my house and the children have to be bundled into a car to go collect.
Uch, its all such petty issues, but then it would be a long long old thread if I tried to explain to you the dynamics of my relationship with my sister which would help you to understand my frustration.
We only hope the day will be a sunny one, god help us all if it is not.
I only wish she would enjoy her day, because I fear, it will be so filled with complaints that this is not right that is not right, I can't possibly relax in my very expensive dress you know (Not like yours Twink (made by my mum). I paid a lot of money for mine.)
Yes, you are right and DH has said as much, just the other day. There will be plenty of family there whose company I can enjoy and my little DD is just going to love being a flowergirl.
I am sure the day will not be the awfulness that I fear but, right now, I just want it over.
And no, nasty, it has nothing to do with my not being the centre of attention.
The comment re pregnancy is that, once the wedding is over, all this stress can stop. Until she gets pregnant when she will be full of troubles and woes re money and being pregnant itself.
Childcare versus my care should she decide to go back to work. My care not really being good enough given that they questioned/question my way of caring for my son.
And the stress begins again.
She worries over every little thing and comes to me/mum to go over the issue again and again and again. Listening to nothing and not going away until she has gone over it a dozen times and finally got us to agree with her.
yes, this rant prob should be in relationships.