Does anyone else find it very difficult to get on with them?
At the moment mine are down for a few days to see their new grandson (stopping in a hotel thank god), are are doing my napper in.
Mother in law is completely used to getting her own way all the time, and getting father in law and her daughters to run round after her. She is not used to people telling she can't do/have something, and spits her dummy right out when you put your foot down with her.
Last night I managed to get the bairn into a semi-doze, which requires turning all the big lights off. We were opening the bairn's presents from relatives, and she held up a big blanket and asked if she could put the light on. 'No, you'll wake the bairn up' I told her. 'But I want you to see this' she replies. 'No, I can look at it later, you'll wake the bairn up' was the reply from me. The cheeky cow put the light on anyway, resulting in a startled bairn. Then had the gall to look offended when I shouted at her to turn the light off.
At tea time I went and got chips to go with a pie we had in the oven, and whilst she was fannying about doing something else I couldn't wait, so put my portion of chips on the plate and started eating them. She booled into the front room, said 'I'll take some of them for Karen' and grabbed a handful off my plate. She hadn't even checked to see if I'd got any chips for Karen (I had). I warned her that if she did owt like that again I would stab her hand with my fork, and she thought I was joking.
The there is the hen-pecked father in law, who tries to assert some kind of authority in himself by going round the house meddling with things that need 'attention'. A bit like the Harry Enfield 'You don't wanna do it like this' character but with a Scottish accent. Gardening, plumbing, fencing, wiring - you name it, it needs sorting and he's the man to do it.
The cheeky bastad has twice had the nerve to adjust the central heating without being asked, because in his opinion it wasn't running efficiently. Then you can be talking about any subject under the sun which he might know something about, and he deliberately disagrees with you in order to appear knowledgeable and important. What I end up doing is leading the conversation round in circles, then point out when he contradicts what he said earlier. Otherwise I would have to punch him.
All this behaviour results in me and our lass arguing about them, as she is reluctant to rock the boat and lets them get away with it. And they have the bloody nerve to say things to our lass like 'I wish we could get on with John better, but he's always in a mood' or 'why doesn't John want to spend time with us?'
Sorry if this has been a rant, but I've found it all very therapeutic, and all I can say is thank fook we're away at Bristol tomorrow which means I'll have to be absent for a good ten hours.
