FIL was here over the weekend. That man drives me crazy (if you didn't know that already). He started the weekend off with a bang. He showed up a day early. He wanted to surprise us. Surprise is an understatement. I was annoyed. Itchy was pissed. It just so happened that I had our truck on Thursday, but I didn't tell FIL that when he called. I just told him we'd see him when Itchy got done with school. We had a late dinner with him and then had to leave because Itchy had work to do. He seemed annoyed that we weren't happy with his surprise.
On Friday I drove Itchy to school so that the baby and I could go see FIL at the hotel. It was either that or he was going to come here and we'd have to sit outside in the hot, hot sun so he could see Stowa. I have no interest in sitting in the parking lot in 90 degree weather. Not that hanging out at the ghetto hotel was more fun, but at least it had A/C.
When Stowa and I got there, I had a my hands full. I had Stowa in her car seat, her diaper bag, a big blanket, a bag of toys, and a tote bag with some other stuff in it. It was heavy. FIL was waiting in the lobby for us. Instead of offering to help, he was trying to get us to go outside and take pictures. Because it wouldn't make more sense to go put the stuff down and then go take the pictures? Logic people, that's all I'm looking for. Not to mention that it was hot outside.
He was once again on my case about Stowa's development. Shouldn't she be crawling? Why doesn't she have teeth yet? She still doesn't eat solid food? Why can't she clap her hands? Is she talking yet? Why are you letting her play on the floor? What if she falls? Why are you sitting on the floor with her? Why don't her clothes match?
It NEVER freaking ends with him. He doesn't believe me when I tell him that her development is on par. He freaked out because I put her on a blanket on the floor. He was so worried about her falling over. Yet he didn't want me to sit with her either.
We also had to discuss our upcoming move again. He's bound and determined to help us move. How bad would it be to just not tell him when or where we move? For some reason he thinks it will be cheaper to buy all new stuff when we get to our new place than to rent a moving truck for a weekend.
It was a long afternoon. He really wanted to go shopping but I didn't want to go through that again. I just kept "not hearing" him when he said stuff about going shopping.
On Saturday we went to the zoo in Capital City. I could tell FIL didn't want to go, but since he didn't flat out say so, we went anyway. It was a pretty hot day. Over 90 degrees. What does FIL decide to wear? Dress pants and a long sleeved dress shirt. It was no wonder he was hot all day. He behaved himself very well though. I'm pretty sure it was because Itchy was with. He behaves much differently around Itchy.
Sunday we went back to his new favorite restaurant, IHOP, for lunch and then he left.
Overall this was a much better weekend. Had he not showed up a day early, it wouldn't have really been that bad. Sure he would still be incredibly annoying, but his annoyingness isn't going to go away. His bad habits (like chewing with his mouth open - I swear he has no manners at all when it comes to eating) are there to stay and I just have to do my best to ignore them.
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