I have been lamenting about the curtailing of my freedom to chill and do stuff I like round my own comfort zone since the arrival of my brother-in-law last September. He's finally been asked to go as my hubby feels the restraint too and we decided that it didn't make a whole load of difference whether he was in our employ or not. Hubby said the straw that broke the camel's back was the way his brother talked back rudely to him in front of the other employees as well as the customer. He 'lost face' as he is the boss! Said his brother had a bad attitude and always behaved like as if my hubby knew nuts! Hubby has been in our line of business 30 years compared to this pain in the backside! His stay in our home was a painful one for us. We had to put up with his lousy attitude and his lack of manners! It got so bad that even my little one started talking back rudely to her dad and me.
Ah well, at least now I can watch whatever programs I want on the telly, sit anywhere I want and have my coffee, read my books or mags, or just vegetate! Yahoo! Only problem is I know how hard it has been for my darling hubby. He feels hurt by his siblings treatment of him where they totally ignore his birthright as the first born in any matters except when they want him to pay out some money for some inane thing they cooked up. This sacking of the youngest brother has had some harsh words being said, feelings hurt and hubby's wiser now. If only there was a way to lessen his heartbreak I would. Now I just feel like slapping their heads off for what they did to him.
I didn't attend the reunion dinner this year. I am just so fedup with the attitudes of his mom and some of his brothers who were hostile towards me for they blamed me for the sacking of the youngest brother. The hypocrites dared not show their hostility openly in front of my hubby. I just walked out of the house and went home to my own house. I enjoyed myself tremendously at home, even though there were no lavish meals, the Maggi Assam Laksa was good and I had my cup of coffee to calm me down. I told hubby that I wasn't feeling up to the dinner as I was tired and not feeling too good. He drove me back and I asked him to go back for the dinner as I didn't want to ruin it for him.
Anyway, I am glad I stood my ground and even though this Chinese New Year started off on a sour note for me, I am sure that somewhere along the way the good Lord knows and will give me the strength to endure and tolerate the hypocrisy on both sides of the families!
Have a good Lent everyone and God bless.
