Vent: ILs -- Warning LONG
Ughhhh...im at the point of hating my ILs. Moving in with them was the worst decision EVER. I know we're moving out soon....but I feel liek I cant take anymore.
MIL leaves vitamins out for DH everyday (which to begin with is absolutely rediculous) and she keep saying to me 'oh, you have to give him his vitamins everyday when you move out'-- WHAT? He's 23 years old. He can take his vitamins on his own. He's a big boy. When we lived in our apartment I left the bottles on the counter and he took them when he remembered. If he cant remember....he gets sick. Big deal. He's not freakin 3....he can figure it out on his own.
Then, we're planning the move and the way the Army works is you get reinbursed by howmany pounds you move. So, technically, the more your moving truck weighs, the more money you get paid back. So, we want to have our bedroom furniture delivered to where we're living now, then move it into the Uhaul and bring it down to GA with us (this way we get more money for traveling with it). WELL....as DH and I are talking about this, MIL butts in and says 'Jennifer, just have it delivered down to GA. Theres no point having it delivered up here. Its just more work.' Ummmm nobody asked you for your opinion! They do this CONSTANTLY -- anytime DH and I are having a conversation about something they either interupt to star talking about their own stuff, or they butt in and voice an opinion that was never asked for.
And then to top it all off...last night DH and I sat down to eat dinner on our own. They come in, plop down at the dinner table and start listening to our convo. I had told DH that I found a great recipe for Baby Back Ribs in a slow cooker. Since it cooks for like 7 hours I mentionned maybe I'll throw the ribs in the crock pot as soon as we get to the apartment in GA so it can cook while we're unloading the truck. MIL chimes in to DH 'you've got a real ambitious little wife there, dont you?'
So I reply 'I dont think its overly ambitious-- it just cooks by itself for hours. I dont need to do anything'. And she goes 'well I think you're trying to do too much in one day' -- again....no one asked you. I felt like saying 'I'm having a conversation with my HUSBAND here -- f u c k off!' The fact is...if I get therer and decided I cant do the ribs, then I wont. I dont need someone else to tell me what I do or dont have time for.
Am I overreacting here? I mean....I just feel like I can never talk to DH without having them listening, voicing unwanted opinions, snooping, etc.
They even planned a Going Away party for us without telling us first....which is a nice gesture....except the party was planned for 3 days before we leave (on a weekend when we have to pack). I mean, if you know someone is leaving in 3 days and they're moving far away...wouldnt you make sure they dont have to pack and stuff on that day before you plan a party that they have to attend?! And then when we found out about it (through another source) we told them the date wasnt going to work for us because its our only weekend to pack they threw a FIT and got mad at us. They claimed they absolutely 'couldnt do it' for the weekend before that
They ended up swtiching the date, but they put up a fuss about it.
I dont know.....I feel like this whole experience is going to change my relationship with them forever. I just feel like they're so pushy, nosy, annoying and rude. I cant wait to move out and I'm dreading having kids. I can just imagine how they're going to tell me how to raise my children
Ok vent over.
MIL leaves vitamins out for DH everyday (which to begin with is absolutely rediculous) and she keep saying to me 'oh, you have to give him his vitamins everyday when you move out'-- WHAT? He's 23 years old. He can take his vitamins on his own. He's a big boy. When we lived in our apartment I left the bottles on the counter and he took them when he remembered. If he cant remember....he gets sick. Big deal. He's not freakin 3....he can figure it out on his own.
Then, we're planning the move and the way the Army works is you get reinbursed by howmany pounds you move. So, technically, the more your moving truck weighs, the more money you get paid back. So, we want to have our bedroom furniture delivered to where we're living now, then move it into the Uhaul and bring it down to GA with us (this way we get more money for traveling with it). WELL....as DH and I are talking about this, MIL butts in and says 'Jennifer, just have it delivered down to GA. Theres no point having it delivered up here. Its just more work.' Ummmm nobody asked you for your opinion! They do this CONSTANTLY -- anytime DH and I are having a conversation about something they either interupt to star talking about their own stuff, or they butt in and voice an opinion that was never asked for.
And then to top it all off...last night DH and I sat down to eat dinner on our own. They come in, plop down at the dinner table and start listening to our convo. I had told DH that I found a great recipe for Baby Back Ribs in a slow cooker. Since it cooks for like 7 hours I mentionned maybe I'll throw the ribs in the crock pot as soon as we get to the apartment in GA so it can cook while we're unloading the truck. MIL chimes in to DH 'you've got a real ambitious little wife there, dont you?'
Am I overreacting here? I mean....I just feel like I can never talk to DH without having them listening, voicing unwanted opinions, snooping, etc.
They even planned a Going Away party for us without telling us first....which is a nice gesture....except the party was planned for 3 days before we leave (on a weekend when we have to pack). I mean, if you know someone is leaving in 3 days and they're moving far away...wouldnt you make sure they dont have to pack and stuff on that day before you plan a party that they have to attend?! And then when we found out about it (through another source) we told them the date wasnt going to work for us because its our only weekend to pack they threw a FIT and got mad at us. They claimed they absolutely 'couldnt do it' for the weekend before that
I dont know.....I feel like this whole experience is going to change my relationship with them forever. I just feel like they're so pushy, nosy, annoying and rude. I cant wait to move out and I'm dreading having kids. I can just imagine how they're going to tell me how to raise my children
Ok vent over.