It's Rolling Around Again

It's Thanksgiving tomorrow. If you have followed my blog over the years, then you probably already know that the day produces a sense of dread that follows all the way through until the new year.

November and December are the months I have to deal with the in-laws. Tomorrow, my husband will ask me once again...do I "want" to go see his mother. I will respond with "I will go if you want me to," which is not the answer he is looking for, but keeps me from saying "only if hell freezes over" or "NO" which leads to arguments and fights and threats of him moving out.

I have come to realize he doesn't respect me. He doesn't get that every time I have to face her my entire body goes into a "fight" or "flight" response and I feel like a dog cornered against a wall. Explaining this to him doesn't work. You see...his mother is a saint and can walk on water and flowers burst into blooms when she walks by. Or....that is the way he sees her.

Meanwhile, adding to this delightful time of the year, I will have to face my sister-in-law at some point and the last time we spoke it was not pleasant. She then proceeded to write my husband an email that basically told him that she doesn't like me and if he ever wants to leave me - she's there to help.

Lovely, lovely people.

So my stomach is in a knot and I wish I could just wake up tomorrow and discover it is January 2nd. The magic and splendor of the holidays that I enjoyed as a child (and even into my years as a young adult) has left and the stress of just surviving until it's all over is all I've got.

I guess that is kind of a downer to read and what I should say is "Happy Thanksgiving," but at the moment....it's all I've got.