Can I crash at your place?

My father-in-law is visiting. He is sucking the life right out of me. His misery is contagious. I feel like such a mean person saying that. Really, though, there is no other way to describe it. He has done NOTHING since he got here except to bitch and moan about the church back home. First of all, if you have literally NOTHING positive to say about anything you should just be quiet. Secondly, maybe the problem with your church is you and those like you who have nothing better to do than gossip and complain about every pointless detail of everything. Maybe the problem is that you think every person on earth should be exactly like you. No one should be overly educated, gay, Buddhist, Jewish, a woman, a nationality other than American, or heaven forbid NO ONE should be a democrat.

Oh, and I made the mistake of letting him see me roll my eyes when he knew I was on the telephone with my husband/his son. I saw the look of disapproval/my-poor-son-is-married-to-such-a-bitch. Well, I'm sure that he couldn't hear his son dropping f-bombs right and left in my ear freaking out about our new fence which is perfectly fine.

If I hear one more dig disguised as a backwards compliment I will come unglued. And, yes, I am very aware that every single thing I do as a housekeeper, mother and wife is compared to the princess daughter who does everything perfectly all of the time. I don't care! this isn't a competition!

Would it kill you to laugh at your grandkids' jokes and antics? Not EVERYTHING in life is a serious life lesson. They don't really like being preached at!

Okay, I could keep going, but like I have been doing throughout the visit so far, I need to remember my mantra..."this is not a battle worth fighting. Be quiet. smile. nod."

Thankfully, he has taken a side trip for a few days and will not return until the hubs is here to run interference for me.

Rant over.