This weekend
I'm really looking forward to this weekend. My mom is coming up to visit and see the new house, work on wedding stuff, and spend time that we haven't been able to in almost six months. Awesome :)
I'm getting kinda burnt out with Chris's mom though. I don't know if it's the stress and exhaustion from moving this week or what, but I'm just not wanting to spend time with her. Little back story, she has a lot of health issues, and as a result can not drive. Her husband is out of town a lot for work. Chris works a goofy schedule, and I don't work at all, which usually means I'm the one lately that gets to take her to various appointments or shopping or whatever, which she DOES appreciate, let me state that. We usually get something from the store or gas money, she does appreciate the help. We went over Sunday to use their pool at their invitation, and was stuck there for a few hours as the hail storm from Hades passed. The morning of our big move day (Monday), she wants to go to Sam's Club to get stuff for Wednesday's BBQ. This ends up taking two hours of which I could have been packing up the house, so naturally when everyone got there, I wasn't done. In the middle of packing and loading that afternoon, she calls no less than three times with random questions, clearly observing me being out of breath from loading, and very aware we're trying to get this done, for random reasons. I was asked (more volun-told since I don't have a reason not to besides moving) she might have to go to the doctor on Tuesday. I'm tired, I'm freaking exhausted, I'm sore, I'd packed the entire house by myself because he's been stuck on the computer with school, I'm pushing myself WAY to hard, I don't want to do it. Her niece could take her, but couldn't stay the entire time or pick her up, and with my phone dead, no way for me to know when that would be. Then she had a seizure Monday afternoon. She gets them from time to time, it was not a major one, but its like yea, she needs to go to the doctor, I'll just take her. Which takes another few hours, again in the middle of my loading and unloading carfulls of boxes of odds and ends. In the midst of this, she mentions she may need to go to Charleston for a doctor appointment, but no idea when that would be able to be scheduled. That would entail SIX HOURS round trip in the car with her. I'm cringing, but I figure I've got some time, hoping to hell I have a job by then, because I'm just feeling overwhelmed and it's too much this week. So yesterday, we go over for said BBQ, and I'm fried at this point. I have no energy, I was having a horrible body/self-image day, I just didn't want to go. But we did, were there all of 30 minutes before our friend with a truck got off work early and we were able to meet up and get the last loads of stuff out of the house. He is such a lifesaver!! Got everything out, we're officially totally moved, but it looks like a tornado went through this house.
SO. Found out yesterday, apparently she had an appointment at this place in Charleston six months ago, and wouldn't you know, she already has a follow-up appointment on the books. On Monday. DAMNIT.
I had managed to keep it to myself about my mom coming up to visit this weekend. Dad was invited of course, but isn't coming, so it's just mom. I hadn't said anything to his mom because I'm sorry, I want some time with MY mom. We had gone back over to their house to get some leftover food to take home, and she kept trying to push for us to do stuff this weekend, get our hair done, do this, do that, and I was doing a good job of side-stepping it, and it's my fault because I didn't say anything to Chris about it, but in an effort to get her to stop by way of telling her I had plans this weekend, he told her my mom was coming. And I knew it was going to happen, that was why I was avoiding it, her face lit up like a kid on Christmas and insisted we all get together to meet and talk wedding. I said we'll see how she (his mom) was feeling (she has bad days and good days) and its a possibility, but we'll play it by ear. Personally I'd rather BOTH my parents were here to do a meet and greet. And she's wanting to do lunch or dinner, which my mom may not be able to afford and I don't want to make her uncomfortable when the bill comes. I'd rather spend the time with just my mom, especially if I'm spending six hours in the car with his mom on Monday. Unless Merry Maids decides to hire me by then. I have to go by there today. I think I'll wait until he gets home, I'll just work on house stuff until then and we can run around together.
I think it's just a case of moving stress and exhaustion and FMIL overload. I need to clean. And UPS needs to get here with my replacement phone -.-
I'm getting kinda burnt out with Chris's mom though. I don't know if it's the stress and exhaustion from moving this week or what, but I'm just not wanting to spend time with her. Little back story, she has a lot of health issues, and as a result can not drive. Her husband is out of town a lot for work. Chris works a goofy schedule, and I don't work at all, which usually means I'm the one lately that gets to take her to various appointments or shopping or whatever, which she DOES appreciate, let me state that. We usually get something from the store or gas money, she does appreciate the help. We went over Sunday to use their pool at their invitation, and was stuck there for a few hours as the hail storm from Hades passed. The morning of our big move day (Monday), she wants to go to Sam's Club to get stuff for Wednesday's BBQ. This ends up taking two hours of which I could have been packing up the house, so naturally when everyone got there, I wasn't done. In the middle of packing and loading that afternoon, she calls no less than three times with random questions, clearly observing me being out of breath from loading, and very aware we're trying to get this done, for random reasons. I was asked (more volun-told since I don't have a reason not to besides moving) she might have to go to the doctor on Tuesday. I'm tired, I'm freaking exhausted, I'm sore, I'd packed the entire house by myself because he's been stuck on the computer with school, I'm pushing myself WAY to hard, I don't want to do it. Her niece could take her, but couldn't stay the entire time or pick her up, and with my phone dead, no way for me to know when that would be. Then she had a seizure Monday afternoon. She gets them from time to time, it was not a major one, but its like yea, she needs to go to the doctor, I'll just take her. Which takes another few hours, again in the middle of my loading and unloading carfulls of boxes of odds and ends. In the midst of this, she mentions she may need to go to Charleston for a doctor appointment, but no idea when that would be able to be scheduled. That would entail SIX HOURS round trip in the car with her. I'm cringing, but I figure I've got some time, hoping to hell I have a job by then, because I'm just feeling overwhelmed and it's too much this week. So yesterday, we go over for said BBQ, and I'm fried at this point. I have no energy, I was having a horrible body/self-image day, I just didn't want to go. But we did, were there all of 30 minutes before our friend with a truck got off work early and we were able to meet up and get the last loads of stuff out of the house. He is such a lifesaver!! Got everything out, we're officially totally moved, but it looks like a tornado went through this house.
SO. Found out yesterday, apparently she had an appointment at this place in Charleston six months ago, and wouldn't you know, she already has a follow-up appointment on the books. On Monday. DAMNIT.
I had managed to keep it to myself about my mom coming up to visit this weekend. Dad was invited of course, but isn't coming, so it's just mom. I hadn't said anything to his mom because I'm sorry, I want some time with MY mom. We had gone back over to their house to get some leftover food to take home, and she kept trying to push for us to do stuff this weekend, get our hair done, do this, do that, and I was doing a good job of side-stepping it, and it's my fault because I didn't say anything to Chris about it, but in an effort to get her to stop by way of telling her I had plans this weekend, he told her my mom was coming. And I knew it was going to happen, that was why I was avoiding it, her face lit up like a kid on Christmas and insisted we all get together to meet and talk wedding. I said we'll see how she (his mom) was feeling (she has bad days and good days) and its a possibility, but we'll play it by ear. Personally I'd rather BOTH my parents were here to do a meet and greet. And she's wanting to do lunch or dinner, which my mom may not be able to afford and I don't want to make her uncomfortable when the bill comes. I'd rather spend the time with just my mom, especially if I'm spending six hours in the car with his mom on Monday. Unless Merry Maids decides to hire me by then. I have to go by there today. I think I'll wait until he gets home, I'll just work on house stuff until then and we can run around together.
I think it's just a case of moving stress and exhaustion and FMIL overload. I need to clean. And UPS needs to get here with my replacement phone -.-