Originally Posted by Millsyisland (Post 11098550)

If my in-laws came to visit for a month, I'd need to vent somewhere too..

In fact, anything more than a week is hell.

Originally Posted by Irishbeekeeper (Post 11098544)

and please do feel free to vent if you need to about anything or anyone
oh and also my inlaws are visiting and its been a month now and I miss my space :frown:

Originally Posted by Millsyisland (Post 11098550)

If my in-laws came to visit for a month, I'd need to vent somewhere too..

In fact, anything more than a week is hell.

Originally Posted by shiva (Post 11098595)

I cant even cope with my own folks for that long

Originally Posted by Brains1983 (Post 11098597)

I had my mother in law here for 2 months last year. I've been roped into buyung her another ticket for this year, hopefully only for a couple of weeks !

Originally Posted by Scamp (Post 11098655)

It's almost exactly two weeks away but I'm already getting nervous about my sister coming.

It's for her 30th, she's not visited me yet. She's been to Fujairah before but that was working, so has seen nothing of Dubai.

This was sort of forced on me, so she got something special for her 30th...

The problem is, she's chalk and I'm cheese. She's a lovely human being and extremely pleasant, but just isn't quite on this planet in some areas.

Like me, she carries a little timber, well, a bit more than me. She's not a monster or huge or anything, but she seems to think that Michael Buble is waiting to whisk her off her feet. She claims to have lost a load of weight, but whenever I'm spending time with her, all she does is eat. Random shit, like slices of bread and butter, or that hateful soreen(?) cake shit. Don't moan about being fat and do nothing about it.

Now, that's all quite materialistic and shallow. As I said, we're chalk and cheese, she's an engineer but cannot apply logic to the real world. She told me she's got a budget of 200 quid for 11 days in Dubai. I told her not to ****ing come. I got told by Mum she was coming. I told Mum I KNOW she has much more money than that. I got told that was none of my business.

I asked when she was coming. She didn't know. She actually replied to my email with a question mark, nothing else.

Mum had to give me dates so I can book some time off work.

I then got to the bottom of the 'i've got no money' bullshit charade, she has got money to spend and does want to have fun, but doesn't want to eat and drink loads and put all this weight back on - Fair enough.

So, she found the Desert Road Run...it just so happens to be 8 hours AFTER she flies home. It took four emails each to get that message across.

My sister isn't stupid, selfish, horrible, nasty, unhelpful, mean. She's actually really nice. I think we are just polar opposites and wind each other up by just being ourselves. She's too much like my Mum, I'm too much like my Dad.

I've got two weeks until she's here and then I've got 11 or 12 days with her. I'm definitely going to consider a brother/sister slap (they're allowed) at some point, I know it. BUT, then I've got my MUm on skype saying I need to be nice, it's her 30th and I've only got on big sister (she ignores my two step-sisters) and have to look after her. Then I Feel like a massive **** for moaning about her.

I'm just going to treat her like a moron and take her everywhere and show her shiny lights and hope she enjoys it.

Serious first world vent problem from hell. If you've read this far I'll buy you a beer.

Originally Posted by Scamp (Post 11098655)

It's almost exactly two weeks away but I'm already getting nervous about my sister coming.

It's for her 30th, she's not visited me yet. She's been to Fujairah before but that was working, so has seen nothing of Dubai.

This was sort of forced on me, so she got something special for her 30th...

The problem is, she's chalk and I'm cheese. She's a lovely human being and extremely pleasant, but just isn't quite on this planet in some areas.

Like me, she carries a little timber, well, a bit more than me. She's not a monster or huge or anything, but she seems to think that Michael Buble is waiting to whisk her off her feet. She claims to have lost a load of weight, but whenever I'm spending time with her, all she does is eat. Random shit, like slices of bread and butter, or that hateful soreen(?) cake shit. Don't moan about being fat and do nothing about it.

Now, that's all quite materialistic and shallow. As I said, we're chalk and cheese, she's an engineer but cannot apply logic to the real world. She told me she's got a budget of 200 quid for 11 days in Dubai. I told her not to ****ing come. I got told by Mum she was coming. I told Mum I KNOW she has much more money than that. I got told that was none of my business.

I asked when she was coming. She didn't know. She actually replied to my email with a question mark, nothing else.

Mum had to give me dates so I can book some time off work.

I then got to the bottom of the 'i've got no money' bullshit charade, she has got money to spend and does want to have fun, but doesn't want to eat and drink loads and put all this weight back on - Fair enough.

So, she found the Desert Road Run...it just so happens to be 8 hours AFTER she flies home. It took four emails each to get that message across.

My sister isn't stupid, selfish, horrible, nasty, unhelpful, mean. She's actually really nice. I think we are just polar opposites and wind each other up by just being ourselves. She's too much like my Mum, I'm too much like my Dad.

I've got two weeks until she's here and then I've got 11 or 12 days with her. I'm definitely going to consider a brother/sister slap (they're allowed) at some point, I know it. BUT, then I've got my MUm on skype saying I need to be nice, it's her 30th and I've only got on big sister (she ignores my two step-sisters) and have to look after her. Then I Feel like a massive **** for moaning about her.

I'm just going to treat her like a moron and take her everywhere and show her shiny lights and hope she enjoys it.

Serious first world vent problem from hell. If you've read this far I'll buy you a beer.

Originally Posted by Scamp (Post 11098655)

It's almost exactly two weeks away but I'm already getting nervous about my sister coming.

It's for her 30th, she's not visited me yet. She's been to Fujairah before but that was working, so has seen nothing of Dubai.

This was sort of forced on me, so she got something special for her 30th...

The problem is, she's chalk and I'm cheese. She's a lovely human being and extremely pleasant, but just isn't quite on this planet in some areas.

Like me, she carries a little timber, well, a bit more than me. She's not a monster or huge or anything, but she seems to think that Michael Buble is waiting to whisk her off her feet. She claims to have lost a load of weight, but whenever I'm spending time with her, all she does is eat. Random shit, like slices of bread and butter, or that hateful soreen(?) cake shit. Don't moan about being fat and do nothing about it.

Now, that's all quite materialistic and shallow. As I said, we're chalk and cheese, she's an engineer but cannot apply logic to the real world. She told me she's got a budget of 200 quid for 11 days in Dubai. I told her not to ****ing come. I got told by Mum she was coming. I told Mum I KNOW she has much more money than that. I got told that was none of my business.

I asked when she was coming. She didn't know. She actually replied to my email with a question mark, nothing else.

Mum had to give me dates so I can book some time off work.

I then got to the bottom of the 'i've got no money' bullshit charade, she has got money to spend and does want to have fun, but doesn't want to eat and drink loads and put all this weight back on - Fair enough.

So, she found the Desert Road Run...it just so happens to be 8 hours AFTER she flies home. It took four emails each to get that message across.

My sister isn't stupid, selfish, horrible, nasty, unhelpful, mean. She's actually really nice. I think we are just polar opposites and wind each other up by just being ourselves. She's too much like my Mum, I'm too much like my Dad.

I've got two weeks until she's here and then I've got 11 or 12 days with her. I'm definitely going to consider a brother/sister slap (they're allowed) at some point, I know it. BUT, then I've got my MUm on skype saying I need to be nice, it's her 30th and I've only got on big sister (she ignores my two step-sisters) and have to look after her. Then I Feel like a massive **** for moaning about her.

I'm just going to treat her like a moron and take her everywhere and show her shiny lights and hope she enjoys it.

Serious first world vent problem from hell. If you've read this far I'll buy you a beer.

Originally Posted by al dente (Post 11098666)

Get her to the Hash House Harriers?

Originally Posted by TheShed (Post 11098660)

Heineken please Scampy ;-)

Originally Posted by Irishbeekeeper (Post 11098662)

mate!! thats all i can say!!
:drinkingpals:

Originally Posted by Bahtatboy (Post 11098665)

Scamp: I hope you're not expected to subsidise her stay. If she only comes with 200 quid, that's her choice.

Mine's a Stellar, ta.

Originally Posted by al dente (Post 11098666)

Get her to the Hash House Harriers?

It is only 11 days and try not to bring old stuff to the table and just treat her how you find her. This is tricky but means that the sibling slap may be staved for a week or two.