Rubyfruit
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I am so fucking pissed off right now. My in-laws are coming into town tomorrow for a week. We asked them if they could stay at our place tomorrow night so that my husband and I could get a room and have some time alone. We have done this in the past, and my mother-in-law always insisted we take her room. I have never felt comfortable with that arrangement. It's just weird to me to try to be intimate with my husband with my in-laws' stuff around the room and knowing that it's their room.
So anyway, she says for us to take her room and my husband said no, "we haven't had much luck in your room in the past." Now, that's pretty clear, right? She still insists.
You know what it boils down to? Fucking money. She is the biggest fucking cheap skate on the planet. She pre-paid the room and can't get her money back for the one night. Mind you, rooms in Reno are cheap enough as it is, but since she pre-paid through a website, I'm betting she's paying no more than $30 a night.
You know what it costs us to get a sitter? $10 an hour. If we just want to go out for dinner and a movie, it's $50 for the sitter alone.
So I asked her again today if she would do it and she flat out said no, she's too frugal. I offered to pay for her room and she still said no. She can't do it because the room is paid for and if nobody sleeps there it is a waste. Cunt!
She drives me insane. When she comes here, she goes around turning off all the lights in the house, until we are all huddled around the one remaining lit bulb. She eats the heals of my bread because she knows I'll through them out. Oh, and she was insisting on bringing a turkey with her because she got it for free. It's only 14 lbs and not big enough for the crowd I'm having so the only way I could get her not to bring it was to lie and tell her I got a coupon for a free one here. The woman drives me up the wall!
And you want to know something? She's a multi-millionaire. I'm not kidding. Seems like the only happiness she gets from her money is counting it. She makes me feel frivolous because I get my hair done professionally and get the occasional pedicure.
God help me - one whole week with this woman - I don't know how I'll do it.
Thanks for letting me vent. Do you think I should turn on every fucking light and TV in the whole house before she arrives tomorrow? It would be nice just to see her twitch with anxiety imagining our electric meter running.
Ruby
So anyway, she says for us to take her room and my husband said no, "we haven't had much luck in your room in the past." Now, that's pretty clear, right? She still insists.
You know what it boils down to? Fucking money. She is the biggest fucking cheap skate on the planet. She pre-paid the room and can't get her money back for the one night. Mind you, rooms in Reno are cheap enough as it is, but since she pre-paid through a website, I'm betting she's paying no more than $30 a night.
You know what it costs us to get a sitter? $10 an hour. If we just want to go out for dinner and a movie, it's $50 for the sitter alone.
So I asked her again today if she would do it and she flat out said no, she's too frugal. I offered to pay for her room and she still said no. She can't do it because the room is paid for and if nobody sleeps there it is a waste. Cunt!
She drives me insane. When she comes here, she goes around turning off all the lights in the house, until we are all huddled around the one remaining lit bulb. She eats the heals of my bread because she knows I'll through them out. Oh, and she was insisting on bringing a turkey with her because she got it for free. It's only 14 lbs and not big enough for the crowd I'm having so the only way I could get her not to bring it was to lie and tell her I got a coupon for a free one here. The woman drives me up the wall!
And you want to know something? She's a multi-millionaire. I'm not kidding. Seems like the only happiness she gets from her money is counting it. She makes me feel frivolous because I get my hair done professionally and get the occasional pedicure.
God help me - one whole week with this woman - I don't know how I'll do it.
Thanks for letting me vent. Do you think I should turn on every fucking light and TV in the whole house before she arrives tomorrow? It would be nice just to see her twitch with anxiety imagining our electric meter running.
Ruby