Oh my.. we had such an exhausting weekend. Mentally and physically. It was awful! Last week, we got told at the last minute that we had to accommodate Grumpy's extended family, a group of four old ladies visiting from Malaysia, and they are going to stay at our house for the weekend. I still find it hard to understand why we get imposed such responsibilities and obligation, especially when I am 8 months pregnant. They arrived at some ungodly hour (2am) from the airport at our door step, and it was FIVE ladies that showed up, not the four which we got told. These ladies are not even immediate family members, but you know what? I kept my mouth shut, and played the gracious host.
Grumpy and I drove two separate cars just to ferry these ladies around.. (we borrowed a friend's car - again, it was something we CLEARLY did not need to do, but went ahead anyways, just to be nice and accommodating). On our way home from dinner that Saturday, I find out that these ladies have decided that because our house is nice and cosy, and they love it so much, they would extend their stay at our place, for the rest of their trip. I was in complete shock when one of the ladies said that to me. After shock, I just wanted to run into my room and burst into tears. But I didn't. And a few minutes later, I felt anger! Haha the wonders of the pregnancy hormones.
After that, Grumpy and I found ourselves in a bit of a dilemma. I did not want them in my house any longer. I wanted them out. Sneaky, cunning, manipulative, this is how I could only describe the situation. However, Grumpy has a big heart. Sometimes his big heart is the one that wins us situations like these. At our expense. He just could not bear telling a bunch of ladies in their mid-fifties that we were kicking them out. Then came his pregnant wife. I was upfront with them on Sunday morning, and I made up some lie that I had friends coming over during the week. They had to look for another place to stay. Yes, thats right, you are not welcome here.
To cut the long story short, they are finally out of our house. We drove them to their friend's house last night, which they have rented 2 bedrooms for a small fee. Grumpy and I joke that our house now smell of aunties.. haha.. but it is not funny that we now have to clean 2 bedrooms in my house, the toilet and the bathroom, wash all the linen, bring them to the laundromat to be dried, vacuum the rooms, and wipe, disinfect and sanitise everything... because.. HELLO, we am having a baby very soon! We are currently setting up a nursery!
The most important lesson from this, is that we have revised our visiting guests policy - Grumpy has promised me that this will not happen again.
I woke up this morning for work, and I just felt so tired... what a waste of my time, my weekend, my energy... especially now that we are running short of our weekends alone. BASTARDS!
Anyways, time to let my little bub listen to some music.. lets all calm down after such a bad weekend... hehe I have been reading up on the Mozart effect, and so I got this album... which I myself love to listen to. Studies have shown that when you play music for the unborn child, once they are born, and they listen to the music again, they recognise it and settle down very easily.
