Anonymous wrote:I can relate, though at my parents' house, it's not just the noise-- cable news blasting anger over politics and the state of the world-- it's what some of the others have pointed out at their parents' homes-- how old and uncomfortable everything is, how everything is still stuck in the 1990s when my siblings and I left for college. Maybe some of the discomfort arises from the fact that my parents never moved on to a second act after retirement. They're pretty much the same stuck, miserable people they were 30 years ago. Same house, same furniture, same paint on the walls. My mother lies about the age of the mattress we use. It's obviously my and my sister's childhood beds pushed together into one larger bed for DH and me to use. The sheets are old and uncomfortable and dusty (and my mother lies that they're cleaned). And yes, we'd happily stay at a hotel but the closest hotel is half an hour away and very expensive. When we visit we try to keep it to 3-4 days at most, then get comments about why we can't stay longer.
Anonymous wrote:I can relate, though at my parents' house, it's not just the noise-- cable news blasting anger over politics and the state of the world-- it's what some of the others have pointed out at their parents' homes-- how old and uncomfortable everything is, how everything is still stuck in the 1990s when my siblings and I left for college. Maybe some of the discomfort arises from the fact that my parents never moved on to a second act after retirement. They're pretty much the same stuck, miserable people they were 30 years ago. Same house, same furniture, same paint on the walls. My mother lies about the age of the mattress we use. It's obviously my and my sister's childhood beds pushed together into one larger bed for DH and me to use. The sheets are old and uncomfortable and dusty (and my mother lies that they're cleaned). And yes, we'd happily stay at a hotel but the closest hotel is half an hour away and very expensive. When we visit we try to keep it to 3-4 days at most, then get comments about why we can't stay longer.
Anonymous wrote:I can relate, though at my parents' house, it's not just the noise-- cable news blasting anger over politics and the state of the world-- it's what some of the others have pointed out at their parents' homes-- how old and uncomfortable everything is, how everything is still stuck in the 1990s when my siblings and I left for college. Maybe some of the discomfort arises from the fact that my parents never moved on to a second act after retirement. They're pretty much the same stuck, miserable people they were 30 years ago. Same house, same furniture, same paint on the walls. My mother lies about the age of the mattress we use. It's obviously my and my sister's childhood beds pushed together into one larger bed for DH and me to use. The sheets are old and uncomfortable and dusty (and my mother lies that they're cleaned). And yes, we'd happily stay at a hotel but the closest hotel is half an hour away and very expensive. When we visit we try to keep it to 3-4 days at most, then get comments about why we can't stay longer.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:You’re an adult, aren’t you? 8am is not 6 am. What time do you need to sleep in until? I’m hardly old but by 8 am I’ve had a long chat with my best friend, and done a good chunk of the housework for the day.
Suuurrreeee . . .
NP. I agree with PP. What are you doing with your life that you aren’t fully awake and functional by 8:00?
NP nothing good happens before 8am. I trained my kids from about 3 years old to be as quiet as a mouse in the morning. They color, play silently and then we party when parents wake up.
Besides, it's a Saturday morning. I get waking up for work or school, but why do adults need to wake up on Saturdays?!
Anonymous wrote:I can relate, though at my parents' house, it's not just the noise-- cable news blasting anger over politics and the state of the world-- it's what some of the others have pointed out at their parents' homes-- how old and uncomfortable everything is, how everything is still stuck in the 1990s when my siblings and I left for college. Maybe some of the discomfort arises from the fact that my parents never moved on to a second act after retirement. They're pretty much the same stuck, miserable people they were 30 years ago. Same house, same furniture, same paint on the walls. My mother lies about the age of the mattress we use. It's obviously my and my sister's childhood beds pushed together into one larger bed for DH and me to use. The sheets are old and uncomfortable and dusty (and my mother lies that they're cleaned). And yes, we'd happily stay at a hotel but the closest hotel is half an hour away and very expensive. When we visit we try to keep it to 3-4 days at most, then get comments about why we can't stay longer.
.Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:You’re an adult, aren’t you? 8am is not 6 am. What time do you need to sleep in until? I’m hardly old but by 8 am I’ve had a long chat with my best friend, and done a good chunk of the housework for the day.
Suuurrreeee . . .
NP. I agree with PP. What are you doing with your life that you aren’t fully awake and functional by 8:00?
NP nothing good happens before 8am. I trained my kids from about 3 years old to be as quiet as a mouse in the morning. They color, play silently and then we party when parents wake up.
Besides, it's a Saturday morning. I get waking up for work or school, but why do adults need to wake up on Saturdays?!
You sleep late when you’re hosting a houseguest like OP’s parents are?
NP here. When it's your adult child who knows where everything is and can help themselves to your food and drink, why not?
Anonymous wrote:I can relate, though at my parents' house, it's not just the noise-- cable news blasting anger over politics and the state of the world-- it's what some of the others have pointed out at their parents' homes-- how old and uncomfortable everything is, how everything is still stuck in the 1990s when my siblings and I left for college. Maybe some of the discomfort arises from the fact that my parents never moved on to a second act after retirement. They're pretty much the same stuck, miserable people they were 30 years ago. Same house, same furniture, same paint on the walls. My mother lies about the age of the mattress we use. It's obviously my and my sister's childhood beds pushed together into one larger bed for DH and me to use. The sheets are old and uncomfortable and dusty (and my mother lies that they're cleaned). And yes, we'd happily stay at a hotel but the closest hotel is half an hour away and very expensive. When we visit we try to keep it to 3-4 days at most, then get comments about why we can't stay longer.
Anonymous wrote:Not painful emotionally, like I feel bad for them. And yes, I am thankful they are still around, blah blah blah.
Painful, like they are SO LOUD first thing in the morning.
Father talking loudly on his phone to who knows at 8AM.
Mother starting to warm things up for lunch starting 8AM.
Them wanting to be around me but only having surface-level conversations.
Been here less than 24 hours and I am ready to go to my home.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My wife visited her mother halfway across the country for a week every month. She was extremely hard of hearing and legally blind. She died at 95 in assisted living in the late spring of 2020 after they closed off the facility to visitors because of Covid.
She still misses her every day.
You’re a shrew, OP.
And your wife worshiped the ground that her mother walked on? Doubt it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My wife visited her mother halfway across the country for a week every month. She was extremely hard of hearing and legally blind. She died at 95 in assisted living in the late spring of 2020 after they closed off the facility to visitors because of Covid.
She still misses her every day.
You’re a shrew, OP.
Oh, give it a rest. Everyone can vent here. You don’t know OP’s whole situation.