Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Just a smidgen over dramatic

Every time I get a cold and I'm "out of commission" for a few days, I feel like I'm missing time. You know, like those people who are abducted by aliens? It dawned on me today that it's November. NOVEMBER. Which means holidays. Last year for Thanksgiving I went to New York with my parents to visit my sister and her family. It was not a blast. My mother ordered me around and my sister made fun of my Christmas cards. Husband didn't come because he knew he would have to go offshore during the time we were gone. What we didn't know is that it would be the day before I got home, so it was a good month that we didn't see each other. This didn't phase (faze? whatever) my family, they saw no reason for me to be upset about this. This year it seems as though I'm being dealt the same hand. Husband could be going out of town (FAR, FAR out of town) for work, right around Thanksgiving, and there is no way I'm getting back in a car with my parents for 4 more days, round trip. So will I be here alone? I guess I'm making the situation out to be more dire than it is, because I could always go to my in laws house. I'm one of those very few people in the world who actually LIKES her in laws! Believe me, I realize I'm lucky. So what am I complaining about? Because what I want is to go to NY and see my sister and her family, but WITH my husband, and to stay in a HOTEL. Boundaries, you know?

Who am I kidding? I'll be here. I'm going nowhere.

3 comments:

chris said...

why can't you just fly up, rent a car, and stay in a hotel? i get the whole "not as good without your husband" thing, but is him not being able to go really reason to deprive yourself of seeing your niece(s? --i forget if she has more than 1 daughter) and nephew? especially since it seems staying home doesn't guarantee you'll spend thanksgiving with him anyway.

Unlikely Oilfield Wife said...

Husband not going is not the reason I'm depriving myself of going. My mother and sister's behavior and the fact that people fall back into old family dynamics is the reason I'm not going alone. Come on, you know me, what do I hate more than anything? Being treated like a 15 year old.

Anonymous said...

Your Christmas cards were fine. The last time I lived with you was when you were 9. I wasn't even a part of the family when you were 15 because I was in NY, so those dynamics have little to do with me.