Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Fucked Up

This is a different kind of post. This is going to be a bitch fest. Hang on to your seats, people.

I'll update you on Day 12 when I'm feeling less pissy and my headache goes away. But for now, I'm going to talk about my in-laws and how fucking mad they make me.

It all started yesterday when my in-laws were in a pissy mood because Mr. H went into town to get a prescription from Walgreens. He was gone for a couple of hours- which seems like a long time, doesn't it? Well, at the last minute my FIL said he needed a Rx filled. Usually one calls in a scrip so they don't have to wait, but he didn't. So Mr. H ended up having to go to 3 different places to get his filled. Then he made a short stop at a smoke shop on his way home. My MIL slept all day til 5 and my FIL just hung out around the house (as usual). There wasn't any mention of going anywhere (they're home bodies). Besides my FIL won't go anywhere without my MIL anyway.

Mr. H and I were going to go to dinner since it was our last night in Durango. We invited his parents to go with us because we thought they might like to get out of the house too. They said yes, then about an hour before our dinner reservation, they changed their minds. They stayed home and sent us on our way.

This morning, my FIL was being an ass to me, for some unknown reason. He told me in a very rude way that I "needed to tell Mr. H that it was his responsibility to take Autumn out". Autumn gets up first thing in the morning and runs down stairs to play with her doggie friend Sierra. She has does this every morning we have been here. While she's down stairs, my FIL lets her out to tinkle when Sierra goes out. Well apparently, Autumn got up early this morning (at 6) and needed to go out. She didn't nudge us or try to wake us up (which she usually does), she just ran down stairs. So I was verbally reprimanded for it.

Before we checked out of the house, my FIL told me I needed to tell Mr. H that he needed to switch drivers on the trip to Santa Fe and he didn't want any flack. And at this point he's pointing fingers at me and getting loud. I assured him Mr. H didn't have a problem switching off drivers as that's what we did on the drive up here. He says, "You're not listening to me! Tell him..." I said fine and walked off.

Right before we got to Santa Fe, both in-laws were in the backseat and were cold. They have their own air control system in the back, but they wanted us to turn our air down in the front seat. Mr. H obliged, he turned it from 60 degrees to 66, he angled the vents away from them and put the fan on low. Not 2 minutes later, "God Damnit Mr. H! I'm not gonna tell you again! Turn the air down!" I turned around and said "there's a blanket back there if you need it" FIL says " That's not what I want. I want him to turn the air down!" I replied with, "It was just a suggestion. That's why we brought it...I'm sorry..."

Mr. H stood up for me, and told them both that they needed to be aware of what they were saying to me (because I was sitting inthe front seat crying and trying to not be noticeable). His mom piped in and said "there's enough rudeness to go around", and started talking about how rude we were being to her this whole trip. Wha? Oh, I could have been rude. Lord knows I would have loved to tell her off many times. There were many times it was warranted, believe me.

We got to our rental house, and Mr. H and his parents got into an argument. I was sitting in the adjacent room (crying again) and listening to their whole conversation. There was name calling and it ended with, "Get the fuck out!"

So we are now sitting in a Hampton Inn with all our stuff, no car, no food and no where to go. When his parents dropped us off, his mother rolled down the window and said, "MONICA DON'T YOU EVER DISRESPECT YOUR FIL AGAIN" and drove off.

We're trying to get a rental car, but we're not having any luck. Sorry, but there won't be any postcards sent from Santa Fe. I wish there were. I wish I had stories to tell about how great our day was, but there won't be any of those posts. This vacation has turned to complete shit and I feel like a teenager that has been kicked out of their home. Only we're thousands of miles from home and that's our "fucking problem". So I've been told.


Becky said...

OMG! I don't even know what to say except I'm sorry. I can't believe they are being like that!!

How could they drop their son and DIL off at some hotel and just leave them there?!

Vacationing with people brings out the best in relationships, doesn't it?

Well is there anything we can do? I'm a travel agent and might be able to work on some things for you tomorrow. Just let me know and I'd be happy to look into some things for you. I'm so sorry again...and poor Autumn, she must be traumatized.

The Nanny said...

Holy crap...girl, that's NO good at all! I'm echoing Becky, if there's anything we can do...I'm not sure what, just don't hesitate to ask. What a yucky day. I hope things get better and your in-laws come to their senses. Sounds like they DEFINITELY need a large "RELAX" pill.

Monica H said...

Thanks Becky for offering to help. I don't know what to do. I think we're just going to head home tomorrow. Should make for a very long day- about a 14 hour drive home plus stopping every couple hours for Autumn.

Autumn is okay I think. We walked 3 blocks to IHOP and left her here and when we got back she was dancing around the room to cheer us up. I know she knows something is wrong, but for now she's holding up.

Nanny- Do you know anyone with a privatge jet that can come get us? Or maybe someone in the area that'll feel sorry for us and take us in?

Ironically, she takes Diazipam (sp?) which is a major "calm your ass down" pill. Maybe she needs to up her dosage. Funny thing is, my FIL was acting as if nothing was wrong. He was wondering how we were going to get around and what we were going to eat. My MIL- not so concerned.

Kinda reminds me of that song- "I see your true colors, that's why I love you..." except that's why I pretty much hate them right now.

I am just so sorry for Mr. H. I know this is not my fault, but I can't help but feel like it is. If I had just sat there quietly and kep my mouth shut we wouldn't be here. Mr. H disagrees with me. He said it was a long time coming. I agree, but who drops their kids off in a foreign city, throws their shit out on the curb and pretty much says, "fuck off"? Who does that?

I am so upset right now. And I hurt so deep within my core. It shouldn't be like this.

And to top it off, Mr. H walked by the pool and saw a baby boy playing with his momma. Rub it in world! We don't have enough shit to deal with!

Cindi said...

I am so very sorry that you're dealing with this right now. This is definitely NOT a vacation. I certainly hope you can get a rental car. You and your husband were treated SO disrespectfully by his parents! I hope that down the road they can offer you a sincere apology, but it sounds as though they will feel as though they have absolutely NOTHING to apologize for. Your poor husband is between a rock and a hard place. My heart goes out to both of you.

christyna said...

oh my! This should be a number 1 reason on Lettermans top 10 list never to vacation with your inlaws. Holy Shit they suck!

"but who drops their kids off in a foreign city, throws their shit out on the curb and pretty much says, "fuck off"? Who does that? "

un asshats thats who. this is most definitely not your fault in anyway. i think she needs her meds way upped or changed or perhapss avoid contact with other human beings for the next year? That is such a horrible and immature thing to do in a car and on vacation to anyone let alone your own child and his wife and dog!!

I hope their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, would serve them right!

I hope you get home safely and without too much trouble. and I hope your MIL gets a bad case of the runs...

Monica H said...

Chrystina- I don't wish trhem any harm on their way home- whenever they decide to leave. My FIL was diagnosed with early alzheimers and forgets a lot of things. I can't even imagine what it would be like for them to be stuck on the side of the road in his condition. Part of the reason we came in the first place was because Mr. H (who didn't want to go) was worried about his parents traveling. In case something happened, he wanted to be here. And when he told his mother this last night, she said, "Oh so you're waiting for something to happen to us so you can collect life insurance" What a bitch.

Seeing as she suffers from chronic constipation (also known as, she's full of shit!) a nice case of the runs would be nice. I hope she spend the rest of her vacation on the toilet. Enjoy the view MIL -and don't forget to send me a postcard :-)

Kristi said...

OMG - what a horrible way to be treated by his parents, none the less.

I hope you get home safely!!

Monica said...

Ugghh! I'm so sorry that this has been a difficult vacation. People make mistakes and I hope that you can repair your relationship. Sounds like MIL has some issues that she would benefit working through with a therapist. Tomorrow I have to go to work, but after that I'm free to help you in any way possible. Call me if you need anything.

Monica C.

Virginia said...

Yeesh. That's....just....sh.it. I'm po'd for you, not that it helps you in any way, but I'm anxious to hear that you are home safe and sound and ok - as ok as you can be.

Rachel said...

That sucks! Good luck getting home.

Coggy said...

OMG Monica I'm so shocked and angry at reading this post. Seriously WTF is up with people?
I wished I lived nearby I'd drive by and pick you up and take you all hope.
I really hope you've managed to sort something out now.

None of this is your fault at all. It's your vacation too and you shouldn't have to sit there and shut up and put up.

Good luck getting home, I wish there was more I could do. Safe journey Monica x x x x

tyfamilyadventures said...

Oh Monica I am so sorry.How rude they are.Bitch away we will listen.I can't believe they left you like that.Take care of yourself.Let us know how things go and we will keep praying.

theviewfromthisplace said...

i can not beleive them! geez. what a pain in the ass.