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Oddly enough, I'm not pissed off right now.
But I am trying to figure out why it took until age 28 for my family to show it's true dysfunction. My aunt called to talk to me because she's very upset with my sister. She ran into K. last night for the first time since the whole big incident. It was very awkward, and my aunt didn't understand why my sister was so chipper. Hey, I get it. Aunt S. has never had to deal with all this before. It's new territory for her. I gave the best advice I could and all is well.
On the other hand, my grandmother, being manipulative and doing her punishing thing, called. Last Saturday, after our fight, she decided to call me and invite me to dinner that night. I had a migraine from crying (and didn't feel like fighting with her more, because she was inevitably going to "tell" me how I was wrong for giving her my diploma), so I couldn't go, but I suggested this Saturday. She did something stupid on her part: "Well, that's a week away, and I don't like to make plans that far in advance, so we'll see."
Uh, so I'm supposed to NOT make plans and wait for her to inevitably call to do dinner? Hell no.
Yesterday my sister asked me if I wanted to go to NASCAR Cafe to watch tonight's race. I said yes because I have no other plans. Later I was invited to go to dinner tonight with my parents and other grandmother, but it was too late and would conflict with me and the sister, so I begged off. Sister called this morning and found a way to work it out so that we could do both.
And THEN Grandmother calls. To see if we're still on for tonight. My response? "Well, you never got back to me and indicated that you did want to do dinner tonight, so I made plans." Even funnier, she called my mother last night to invite them out to dinner tonight as well, and my mom told her then that I already had plans with K. *eye roll*
There's passive aggressive, and then there's my grandmother.
Folks, the reason Everybody Loves Raymond was so successful was because of families like mine. We have a Marie. We have that grandmother that's highly controlling. So it's nice to look at one on TV and just laugh our butts off in commiseration.
Now. Back to inventory.
ETA: The internet has killed my ability to spell. *headdesk*
ETA2: I find it fairly funny that immediately after posting this, "Devil in Disguise" by Elvis came on.
But I am trying to figure out why it took until age 28 for my family to show it's true dysfunction. My aunt called to talk to me because she's very upset with my sister. She ran into K. last night for the first time since the whole big incident. It was very awkward, and my aunt didn't understand why my sister was so chipper. Hey, I get it. Aunt S. has never had to deal with all this before. It's new territory for her. I gave the best advice I could and all is well.
On the other hand, my grandmother, being manipulative and doing her punishing thing, called. Last Saturday, after our fight, she decided to call me and invite me to dinner that night. I had a migraine from crying (and didn't feel like fighting with her more, because she was inevitably going to "tell" me how I was wrong for giving her my diploma), so I couldn't go, but I suggested this Saturday. She did something stupid on her part: "Well, that's a week away, and I don't like to make plans that far in advance, so we'll see."
Uh, so I'm supposed to NOT make plans and wait for her to inevitably call to do dinner? Hell no.
Yesterday my sister asked me if I wanted to go to NASCAR Cafe to watch tonight's race. I said yes because I have no other plans. Later I was invited to go to dinner tonight with my parents and other grandmother, but it was too late and would conflict with me and the sister, so I begged off. Sister called this morning and found a way to work it out so that we could do both.
And THEN Grandmother calls. To see if we're still on for tonight. My response? "Well, you never got back to me and indicated that you did want to do dinner tonight, so I made plans." Even funnier, she called my mother last night to invite them out to dinner tonight as well, and my mom told her then that I already had plans with K. *eye roll*
There's passive aggressive, and then there's my grandmother.
Folks, the reason Everybody Loves Raymond was so successful was because of families like mine. We have a Marie. We have that grandmother that's highly controlling. So it's nice to look at one on TV and just laugh our butts off in commiseration.
Now. Back to inventory.
ETA: The internet has killed my ability to spell. *headdesk*
ETA2: I find it fairly funny that immediately after posting this, "Devil in Disguise" by Elvis came on.