| Written by Diana, on 25-11-2008 19:28 |
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My grandmother invited me to Thanksgiving Monday and I was totally going to go, but I was on the way to my therapist's office and after talking to her about it I started to chicken out and then she scheduled me for an 8:30am appointment on Friday. By then I was totally thinking I couldn't go to my grandparents' house and then make it to an early appointment. Then when my dad got home Monday night I told him she had invited me and I was totally going to go again...and again I was chickening out so I planned on calling my grandmother at work today to tell her I couldn't go.
When I got home from work today my mother brought up that I had been invited (I didn't tell her) and said "I assume you're not going" and I told her not to assume and that I hadn't decided. Those are her issues, not mine. She would never go, I'm just too chicken.
When my dad got home tonight he had their new bar stools/chairs and my mother asked me to go look at them. I didn't like them right away, but I knew I couldn't say that. My dad always said if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all, but my mother wants everyone's approval and I couldn't give it to her. I was speechless. I didn't like them. I thought the colors were awful and I couldn't come up with a good lie. She's all "can't you just like them?" ...What?? Apparently, not liking them isn't an option and neither is silence, so I stumbled for words and then said they're nice, but that I wasn't too fond of the color. I think the colors of the wood, cushion and counter they go under clash terribly. She said something about black chairs not matching the rest of the house, like I had actually suggested that. I said I KNOW THAT, repeated that they're nice chairs and went on my way. That's what she gets for forcing a comment from me when I wasn't prepared to lie.
Now I want to go to my grandmother's house again because I can tell her things like that (and she sometimes agrees) but I can't go because that's all I'll be thinking about while I'm there...is how pissed I am at my mother. Now it's 6:40pm and I'm not sure what time is a good time at this point to call my grandmother and tell her I can't go. I need to have the day to myself so I don't explode in anger at anyone...ugh.
Last update: 25-11-2008 19:46
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