My first thread on here so, hello and be kind on me!!
So, I'm really not sure if i'm just being a heartless bitch or not but here goes...
Every Sunday we go out for lunch with mil. Dp and mil start off on the wine with lunch and I am expected to drive without question, even on my own birhday I don't mind that much as I have my dd to look after and I have to be up early but it's more the principle of never being asked if I would like to get merry and being assumed that I am a taxi.
We always end up coming back to our (tiny) flat and dp and mil will buy several bottles of wine on the way home. Then, they drink themselves into oblivion and both fall asleep on the couch by about 8pm. Cue the loudest snoring ever for the rest of the night. Although they will sometimes wake up after a bit of a nap and have another few glasses before passing out again. One or both of them will spill a glass of wine (or several) on my couch or carpet and I then have to clean it up as when awake, their attempts are pathetic, when asleep they don't notice they have done it.
The next morning, I have to be in work for half 8 so I usually take lo in nursery for 7.45 then go straight in, but on Mondays I have to drive in the opposite direction inbetween to take mil home which makes me late and I must make the time up at lunch or the end of the day. She lives about 4 miles away and I offer to take her home at night but she says 'oh no, ill just stop her' like she's doing me a favour. I feel like making her get the flaming bus next time. I'm dreading Christmas, I can see this routine lasting for a whole week!
She also never shuts up. So when I want to potter around and sort dd and myself out at leisure, shes yapping on, firing nosey questions at me. I love the woman to bits but she's really beginning to irritate me.
It wouldn't bother me so much if it was a Saturday as dp could get up with lo on the Sunday, spend some time with his mum, and we could drop her off on the Sunday on our way to church but he wont even have that. He says I am selfish and his Mum is lonely. Lonely! Don't make me laugh. She's retired and spends all day every day with her mates, shopping or taking up classes and hobbies. You think she would be glad of the peace at weekend!
Phew! I feel a bit better now