Nov 08, 2012 17:28
As much as I love my family, I sometimes hate it when they come over to visit. Especially when it has to do with matters of the home or issues that may need to be taken care of. Everyone wants to bark orders and make it a pressing issue when we should've just made some time to fix it a long time ago.
For this event in particular, it's about a house. My late aunt's house to be exact. Dad and Aunt Miña approached me about buying her house since my cousin no longer wished to live there. I talked it out with Dee Jay and we both agreed it'd be a great opportunity to finally have a space of our own. So we made arrangements with a realtor my aunt recommended to acquire a credit report. We got said report and what we were told to do after that was to wait. For what? I have no idea. I asked if we should be looking for anything else, searching for grants and whatnot, and she told us nope, that just to wait. And it's been months. Miña comes by yesterday and wants to spend the few days she has here to check on the house, see how everything is going with it. Cool, no problem. This morning, Dee Jay chuckles as he gets dressed because he overhears my aunt talking to...another aunt and my mother about the house and what should be done about it. We joked that they would wait 'till he's gone to say anything about it to me. He kisses me goodbye and heads out the door.
No sooner than I lock the door behind him, I'm approached my Miña telling me she needs mine and Dee Jay's last 2 paystubs, taxes from the last 2 years as well my fathers. I call Dee Jay and tell him about it and we get into a spat because he's saying I don't man up and just tell them how I feel when in reality...it's just not that easy. Especially when I run the risk of being chewed out by two aunts and my mother (which sometimes I think my mom can be really influenced when there's more of the family around her) while he thinks it's no big deal, even when I do voice a different opinion, I have to deal with the onslaught of the rest of the family. Alone. I can't tell you how tired I am of being surrounded when he's not around to deal with things that are supposed to involve both of us. I mean, it's not like I'm the major breadwinner either. So if there's anything they'd like to discuss about the house, wouldn't they rather have the person with the winning income there to talk shop with?
I told Miña that I couldn't find the papers she was looking for (I was half lying) and she said that's fine, but we're gonna have to have a sit down with Dee Jay, Dad and myself about how we're gonna move forward with this purchase, if we even buy it at all. I've been wanting to do something with the place for months; and now it has to happen because she deems it so. For something I've barely been able to explore, this whole house buying thing is getting to be a real headache. I'm beginning to wonder if it's even worth it.
house,
rant