I know I said I wouldn’t complain about my ILs… but that would leave me with absolutely NOTHING to say… so sue me but I will!
My ILs are driving me INSANE!
Yesterday, since for once we didn’t have to pick FIL up from work on our way home, we went shopping after work. Then we went and had a nice dinner and reached home at around 9ish. My MIL was fuming. It was SO obvious she was in a rotten mood. The tension in the air was so thick I could have cut it with a knife. I hate it when she acts this way, because then I start feeling guilty for having had a good time. It's like she doesn’t like us going out together. M says I shouldn’t let this bother me because she has no right to interfere in our lives as a couple… but it does bother me.
Then there was what happened when we were in Isloo. They called M and I heard a conversation that was not for my ears. I heard someone yelling through the receiver and I put the call on speakerphone. M and I don’t keep secrets so he let me listen. Lets just say it completely ruined Eid for me and lessened my respect for them in a big way.
Then there is the issue of our first wedding anniversary. It's in three days and M and I had planned a large dinner party to celebrate. We had been planning for almost a month. We had our guest list ready with 65 odd people on it. (Including my MILs entire family). We had finalized the menu (Fried Whole Pomfret with Tartar Sauce, Chicken BBQ boti, Mutton Biryani, Badami Korma, Beef Behari Kebab, Hot Gulab Jaman and Sicilian Icecream). We had organized a caterer, decorator, waiters etc. We had the layout all planned (A marqee in the plot next to our house, Round tables in the centre and buffet tables on the sides, the entire décor in black and silver, with centrepieces of pink and red roses and silver candles). I had picked out a cake from “Pie in the Sky”, Two tiers of double chocolate fudge cake with deep red sugar roses on it… and it's not happening.
To make a long story short, my dreams of having a spectacular first wedding anniversary shattered thanks to the involvement of my beloved (can you get the sarcasm, can you can you?) ILs. Rather than go with what they wanted us to do (which involved guests being cramped indoors and being forced to eat with their plates in their laps) I decided to cancel. Now M and I will just dress up and go have a fancy dinner somewhere… where they will not be invited!!!
I know I say that now… but come 14th we’ll probably be dragging them along. :(
I applied for a job in Islamabad… got called for an interview and it went really well. Even if I get the job though, there is absolutely no guarantee I’ll be able to go back to my beautiful beautiful city… because obviously M will have to get a job there as well and I cant even begin to imagine the fuss my ILs will create…
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> OMG OMG OMG……… This just in, it's snowing in Islamabad!!!!!!! Waaaaaaaaaaahhh I wanna be there instead of this craphole they call Karachi!
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