Anonymous wrote:Op here. I wish DH could have said something along the lines of "I'm home in three weeks, let's wait until I'm home to go out for dinner" when his parents told me they wanted to take me out. He knows I hate this kind of stuff. I don't know why he didn't think of how I would feel about it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. I wish DH could have said something along the lines of "I'm home in three weeks, let's wait until I'm home to go out for dinner" when his parents told me they wanted to take me out. He knows I hate this kind of stuff. I don't know why he didn't think of how I would feel about it.
Oh seriously grow up. Adults have obligations and this is isn't even a particularly awful one. You have two months to live like a hermit if that's what you want, and you're seemingly too self-centered to realize that spending two hours out of that time with well-intentioned, pleasant people is literally nothing. You'll live to see another day like every single person who does something they don't feel like doing, and it won't be the end of the world.
This this this. Grow up. Really?? You can't do one dinner?? It's one thing to be introverted (which I am) and a whole other to be, as you yourselfmput it, a Giant A**hole. Which you absolutely, definitely are if you can't do one dinner. Go right ahead and ruin your relationship with your ILS, though, if it's more important to you to stay home in your pajama pants and watch Netflix.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. I wish DH could have said something along the lines of "I'm home in three weeks, let's wait until I'm home to go out for dinner" when his parents told me they wanted to take me out. He knows I hate this kind of stuff. I don't know why he didn't think of how I would feel about it.
Oh seriously grow up. Adults have obligations and this is isn't even a particularly awful one. You have two months to live like a hermit if that's what you want, and you're seemingly too self-centered to realize that spending two hours out of that time with well-intentioned, pleasant people is literally nothing. You'll live to see another day like every single person who does something they don't feel like doing, and it won't be the end of the world.
Anonymous wrote:Op here. I wish DH could have said something along the lines of "I'm home in three weeks, let's wait until I'm home to go out for dinner" when his parents told me they wanted to take me out. He knows I hate this kind of stuff. I don't know why he didn't think of how I would feel about it.
Anonymous wrote:Control the variables. Meet them there. 90 minutes, you can be out of there.