Name changed for this because I may be being a bitch here.
A disabled lady lives in the same tower block as me. She has 4 D.C., none of whom are my kids ages nor friends. In fact they're pretty rude and obnoxious. If it is relevant in any way at all she has had this physical disability from birth, it's not just happened or anything.
I understand that she has a physical disability and that is a shame but she keeps asking me to do things for her and honestly it is getting too much for me. She wants me to drive or walk her kids to the various clubs and events they attend even though my own kids walk there themselves (with their own friends). She wants me to pick things up from the shop. She's told her kids to ask me for a lift back if they see me at the school every day.
Her oldest DS had a party last year and she had invited my DC. She made out she really wanted them to go and I told my DC to suck it up just this once to be nice or the birthday boy would be gutted. That day, Neighbour asked me if I'd give her a lift up early to take the stuff up to the venue. I was busy but reluctantly agreed, leaving my eldest getting her siblings ready for the party. When we arrived at the venue she asked if I'd take the stuff inside as she would take too long to do it herself.
Fine: I did.
"Could you help me just blow up these balloons?"
Fine. I did.
"Can you just help me pop those decorations up please?
Fine. I did. She barely touched them.
Then it was the food. She went off to start making it and it was clear she hadn't planned on doing it at all. I ended up making the whole damn lot and setting up the party! I was also expected to run it.
Now before anyone starts I KNOW it's terrible to be disabled for some. My own mother is severely disabled and I spent a lot of my life doing the basics for her but I don't want to be responsible for sorting out a family that simply isn't mine. I now have a list of pre prepared excuses worked out just so she can't catch me off guard.
Not all that she asks is going out of my way but even just the small things are an effort on my part and I'm busy enough with my own family and mental load. I feel like a cow but honestly I think that if I didn't have a way to get my kids to hobbies then they wouldn't be signed up. If I couldn't organise a party I wouldn't throw one?
AIBU and nasty?