Mar 16, 2006 22:00
My parents habits never change. They arrived late last night and went straight to the hotel (blessing #1). Today they were going to come round at 7pm but got delayed by an hour (blessing #2 - this increased my available time to clean from 10 minutes to 1 hour and 10 minutes). They picked me up at 8pm and we went for supper and everyone was normal, never mind the revelation 2 days previously about me having lied to them for three months about where I was employed (blessing #3).
But the funning thing about my parents is that they are experts at putting on a mask and delaying the inevitable. Sure enough, my parents drop the kids at the hotel and then go back to my flat to get my spare keys for them and the whole way back it's like I'm thinking "of course you had negative things you wanted to tell me - I don't remember a time when you didn't coz I can't remember being a baby." My dad loves to be rude to waiters when he thinks he's received a service worth far less than what he's paid.
Yesterday, while cleaning frantically, my grandmother (the one who doesn't know how NOT to speak her mind endlessly to EVERYONE) phones me and decides after 24 hours to think about it, I need psychological help coz I am apparently a pathological liar. Excellent. I tell my dad's sister and I remember why I prefer her family to my mums - she didn't criticise me once and understood why I did it. My other aunt and uncle won't pick up the phone when I phone them and haven't phoned me to even ask why (I can't see my grandmother calming repeating my explanation). So yeah, excellent last three days and tomorrow my parents will have access to my flat and I won't be there. Bloody fantastic. I am going to resent living with them next year since my mum comes up tonight, sighs and then says it would have been nice if I'd cleaned the flat for her. So I walked off - it's not like she has any idea what it looked like before hand and I DID clean the f***ing flat, but it doesn't really matter how much I clean it coz I am not a neat freak like her and the rest of her family - I mean, I'd cleaned: putting everything away and hoovered and wiped down the surfaces etc. I want to be a family orientated girl, but I'm not being given much room for practice. When I told my grandmother last night I feel like I'm being judged by her family she told me not to be ridiculous and that no-one in her family would ever do that. Well, she's blind then.