Sunday, October 18, 2009

Yes, I like my peace and quiet.

I’ve been raised alone with my mom & dad. It was quiet at home, most of the time. I love peace and quiet, still.

When I visit friends who have kids and loud relatives like it was the case on Saturday, I can almost roar. After six hours of screaming or crying kids included with loud relatives I felt I had been present enough. Family gatherings can be nice, and even if there was no arguments, no tension or anything of the sort I had to get out of there. I write “I” but in fact FB Hubby also wanted to leave.

During our time at this First Birthday Party, a cousin of the host told me, every time she sees me I’m in the kitchen helping, doing the dishes or something like that.

Saturday, I spent a good two to three hours, cleaning up chickens (nine of them, actually) after their bodies were carved.

“I rather be doing this than socialising” was my answer to her. While I’m “stuck” in the kitchen, I don’t have to entertain or talk to people I don’t want to, you know, like relatives of relatives you only see on occasions like these, and don’t really care about?

I’m realising the older I get; I have less tolerance or inclination to do things for appearances. I do things because I want to, not to please someone or to make one feel good. I don’t feel this need to be nice. I’ve been called “bitch” because of this. I don’t really think it’s fitting, but then again, I could so say this:

8 comments:

Green-Eyed Momster said...

We don't have many family members left and the ones we do have, we hardly ever see. I'm not complaining. I'm trying to figure out a way to save money without ever stepping foot in a Walmart again. The older I get the less I like shopping with other people and their screaming kids.

Hugs!!

Barb said...

At least every other day, I say to my husband, "Man, am I glad we don't have kids," usually after one or more of the cats has run up and down and all over the apartment terrorizing another or more of the cats. :-)

Meg said...

Bah. Screw 'em. Better you be in the kitchen helping out than in the midst of all the chaos having a nervous breakdown.

3carnations said...

Ha! I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't get excited about talking to the oh-so-many people at family gatherings!

Stinkypaw said...

GEM: Do not complain about your lack of family, it can be a good thing. You could always go to Target. ;-)

Barb: We say the same thing, especially when he gets "vocal" about something.

Meg: My thought exactly!

3c: Oh no you're not, trust me!

cinnamon girl said...

Yep, totally with you on the no kids thing.

And what's worse is lately I've become one of those 'old people' I vowed never to become - bitching about the youth of today. And I'm not even old yet lol! At least I still love my friends' kids... in very small doses...

And if you're a bitch for not keeping up appearances, then you're just the kind of bitch I like ;-) I can't be bothered with it either.

Stinkypaw said...

cinn: I knew I was your kind of bitch! ;-)

Charlie said...

I don't give a damn what people think of me--that's their problem, not mine.

But unlike you, I wouldn't be in the kitchen working my fanny off--I'd just sit in the car and sulk.