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Jun 12, 2011 19:08

Someone on a forum I frequent was talking about feeling guilty because she doesn't enjoy being around her family, and she explained my feelings about being at my parents' too. How she hates it because she's uncomfortable and always feels like a teen that doesn't know who she is when she's home, even though she's a grown adult. I feel the same exact way. Then someone else posted about how she's guilted into doing chores when she visits home and she shouldn't have a list of chores like a teen when she's a visitor. And that, again, explains me to a T. It's so funny how much you have in common.

I just hate feeling like a little teen when I'm yelled at or called rude or stupid for dumb shit when I go home. I was planning visiting there for the 4th of July so they can see Ethan, but I think I'm just going to tell DH if we go down there we're getting a hotel room because I really don't want to stay at my parents house. Otherwise I'm just going to say he couldn't get off so we can't visit. I can't stand driving 6 hrs there, spending about $100+ to kennel the dog (especially when they bring theirs up here) and then feeling uncomfortable the entire time.

And the chores thing drives me nuts too. I feel like I HAVE to clean or she'll throw a fit. One that sticks out the most is when I spent hundreds to travel home from AR when I was in college and having to give up the bedroom (my room I guess you can say) because someone else was staying over (neither of my other sisters were told to give up their rooms, and they were living at home at the time). It pissed me off, I spent tons to visit and was a guest and I still have to give up my room and go sleep in the basement. It's just annoying. Even after we always give up our bed to them a lot of the time. I finally just stopped doing that because if they want a bed to sleep in and not a blowup mattress they can go to a hotel. We don't have a ton of extra money to buy another bed (neither do I want to keep moving it with the military and we have a weight limit on our household goods being moved by the Army), nor do I want 3 bedrooms that we can't afford here. Even if we had 3 bedrooms, I still wouldn't buy a bed because it'd only be used maybe once a year, if that.

I hope DH picks up Ethan from daycare on Thursday. He said he should get back from the field and be done early that day. So I hope he freaking does because he just told me that he'll try. Be a damn father a pick up your son. Besides, it'd really help me so that I don't have to do it for a day.

I have to pee so bad but Ethan doesn't want to be put down! GAH! I bought a moby wrap off amazon and it's supposed to get here Tuesday (which depending on who it's going through I might have to wait till Wednesday). I can't wait to get it so that I can do stuff again, a lot of times he just wants to be held all day so I can't get anything done.

Ok, I'm going for real now.
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