It’s My Imagination

Frustration and Venting

I’m sorry, I just have to vent.  If you prefer to not hear about what I’m thinking and feeling right now, you may wish to move along.

My nephew is getting married on July 11 and it’s a wedding that has been in the planning stages for about a year and a half.  We are all very happy for him and, because we’ve known for so long when the wedding date was, we of course have planned to attend.  Unfortunately, things are more complicated for us because we relocated to Texas which means we have farther to travel to get to the wedding.  It used to be a simple 2 1/2 hour drive, now it’s about 15 hours.  Yes, we could fly, but, for a family of 3, that becomes very expensive.  Plus, my daughter has seriously been missing her friends back in the Chicago area since we moved and we promised her that she would get to visit them.

So, the plan has been in place for a long time that we would drive from Texas to my mom’s house in Indiana.  That is roughly 15 hours and my husband wants to do it in one day.  The wedding is on Saturday in Indianapolis and my husband doesn’t understand why we are driving to my mom’s which is an hour and a half north of Indy, only to turn around the next day to drive back to Indy.  I guess I don’t know why I have to have a reason, it’s my mom and I want to go there.  Plus, I don’t want to arrive the same day of the wedding and risk being late.  We do have to have time to get dressed and cleaned up, I don’t want to show up in clothes I’ve been wearing all day in the car.

So, he’s all pissy.

To continue our trip, we will be spending Saturday night after the wedding reception, at a hotel along with many other guests of the wedding including both of my sisters and my mom.   Then, on Sunday, we will drive back to my mom’s and stay there for 2 nights.  On Tuesday, we will drive the 2 1/2 hours over to the Chicago area where I have hotel reservations for us for 2 nights.  The purpose of this portion of the trip was to allow my daughter to spend time with her friends.  Unfortunately, my husband has decided that we also need to add in visiting his sisters who live 45 minutes north of where we are going.  I don’t really have a problem with that, but, he screwing up my daughter’s plans.  Plus, he wants to get up at the crack of dawn on Thursday to drive all the way back home, another 15 hour drive.

So, he’s all pissy.

My daughter finally asked me why he has to make it all so complicated and I too would like to know why he always has to be so crabby when we try to do something family related.  I have not been to my mom’s house in at least 4 years.  I have seen my mom in other places, including her visiting us here in Texas, but I haven’t been to Indiana at all.  I get frustrated because I don’t know why he can’t just go with the flow.

I didn’t surprise him with this trip, it’s been planned for nearly 6 months and he’s known for a year and a half that we would be attending the wedding.  I’m finding it difficult to be excited about the trip because the only thing he does is wine and complain about it, he’s so inconvenienced… and pissy.

I apoligize to my readers, I’m just frustrated.  Something so easy has become so tension filled and frustrating.  I wish I knew how to please him or, I wish he’d just stay home.