I don't know if it is just me. I feel as if I should be more patient and try to appreciate things from their point of view but it is so, so difficult.
My flat is on the market and has been sold. I no longer live in it and asked dad and step-mother if they'd mind dropping the key off at the estate agents (they live a 10 minute drive away.) Huffing, sighing and head-shaking and a bulletin of their movements over the next week and "well we are going away in the motorhome" comments. Eventually I get sick of it and snap not to bother if it's that much trouble. Then I get theatrical sighs and accusations of being touchy and groans and "we will do our best" repeated as if I'm an idiot, I only want them to do such a little thing
(both retired by the way.)
This is one thing in a long line of things and it shouldn't bother me but it's a reminder that if helping me is an inconvenience, a nuisance and a burden then so am I and the DC. I never ask for help by the way - it isn't as if I am on the phone every day!
AIBU? I don't think I am, but I suppose my question is AIBU to cry my eyes out?