So 18 years of thanksgivings together. 18 years of spending thanksgiving with H's parents, who are NOT the most fun people to be around. Critical, complaining, bickering, high maintenance, unwelcoming, cold, unsupportive and I've basically had to be around them for every holiday since H and I started dating because I have no relationship with my parents. I'm over it really and I've felt H never appreciated how hard it was for me to be expected to just do that every year, every holiday.
To sit with his parents who don't give a flying eff about me, to listen to everyone bicker, to see H transform into someone I don't recognize... I just didn't want to do it ONE year. We are separated for goodness sake.
PLUS, last time FIL cooked, he dropped the turkey on the floor right after it came out of the oven. So, I started hosting and cooking. My ILs have strict dietary restrictions and making a meal is a nightmare let alone Thanksgiving!!
So this year, I said it'd just be the three of us. I don't think that's the worst thing in the whole world.
Well, my ILs are angry with me. One year out of 18 and they're mad at me.
I should care but I just don't. I'm tired of accommodating everyone, bending over backwards making the holiday great for them and I'm literally ignored by H and his family while I care for D and cook for everyone's dietary restrictions. Why should I volunteer for that?
Add to all that an awkward separation and I'm supposed to sign up for more awkwardness? Um, no.
. Blech.