Abbey
Spork Queen
My inlaws own the house I'm living in, and they live a stones throw away. They are very lovely, caring people...but...they have a set of keys to my house.
Yesterday, after job hunting all morning, I was a bit tired. It was REALLY muggy after yet another rain storm so I decided to take a nap. I purposely locked both doors, closed my bedroom door, stripped down and started to dose off. I had a fan on so you can't really hear noise outside.
All of a sudden I hear a knock, knock, knock on my bedroom door. "Helloooo!!! We're here!!!" I hear the doorknob starting to turn and I'm frantically looking for any blanket in arms length. Fortunately found one.
Their intentions were good. They came to fix the kitchen sink which wasn't working, but WORK WITH ME HERE. They have this new invention called a CELL PHONE, which we bought both of you one. I know you know how to use it as you called me constantly when I was out of state. Believe it or not, it still works when I'm 2 doors down.
So I quickly get dressed and go out to see father in law standing there with some Roter Rooter thingy and my mother in law with tea and crumble cake. Externally, I'm like...Oh...how nice!! Internally...well...I'm having visions of sporks.
I've got to set some boundaries with them. They constantly come over to invite me to breakfast, church, garage sales, lunch, dinner, etc. I appreciate their generosity, but I would like some home alone time. mother in law looked over and saw I had a crock pot of spaghetti sauce going. She looks kind of disappointed and says, "Oh...you're cooking? We were hoping you'd come to dinner." No, Ma. Not tonight.
Other ones are:
I saw your light on at 4am. Can't you sleep? (Why are you watching my house at 4am?)
Do you want to go curtain shopping? (Loads of fun there!!)
How about we go shopping early tomorrow for an interview suit. (Ma...it's a flipping grocery store. You don't wear a suit.)
I've had this hairdresser for 20 years. Does my hair for $6. Do you want to go meet her? (Ummm...no.)
My sorority (yes, MB I know I probably spelled that wrong) sisters are having our weekly meeting on Thursday. Want to come along? (No.)
Like I said, very nice, genuine people...BUT LET ME DECOMPRESS!! And, give me my space. We're going to have a chat.
She's probably noticing that it is 4:32am and my light is on.
Abbey
Yesterday, after job hunting all morning, I was a bit tired. It was REALLY muggy after yet another rain storm so I decided to take a nap. I purposely locked both doors, closed my bedroom door, stripped down and started to dose off. I had a fan on so you can't really hear noise outside.
All of a sudden I hear a knock, knock, knock on my bedroom door. "Helloooo!!! We're here!!!" I hear the doorknob starting to turn and I'm frantically looking for any blanket in arms length. Fortunately found one.
Their intentions were good. They came to fix the kitchen sink which wasn't working, but WORK WITH ME HERE. They have this new invention called a CELL PHONE, which we bought both of you one. I know you know how to use it as you called me constantly when I was out of state. Believe it or not, it still works when I'm 2 doors down.
So I quickly get dressed and go out to see father in law standing there with some Roter Rooter thingy and my mother in law with tea and crumble cake. Externally, I'm like...Oh...how nice!! Internally...well...I'm having visions of sporks.
I've got to set some boundaries with them. They constantly come over to invite me to breakfast, church, garage sales, lunch, dinner, etc. I appreciate their generosity, but I would like some home alone time. mother in law looked over and saw I had a crock pot of spaghetti sauce going. She looks kind of disappointed and says, "Oh...you're cooking? We were hoping you'd come to dinner." No, Ma. Not tonight.
Other ones are:
I saw your light on at 4am. Can't you sleep? (Why are you watching my house at 4am?)
Do you want to go curtain shopping? (Loads of fun there!!)
How about we go shopping early tomorrow for an interview suit. (Ma...it's a flipping grocery store. You don't wear a suit.)
I've had this hairdresser for 20 years. Does my hair for $6. Do you want to go meet her? (Ummm...no.)
My sorority (yes, MB I know I probably spelled that wrong) sisters are having our weekly meeting on Thursday. Want to come along? (No.)
Like I said, very nice, genuine people...BUT LET ME DECOMPRESS!! And, give me my space. We're going to have a chat.
She's probably noticing that it is 4:32am and my light is on.
Abbey