One week until we head up to this place in the Poconos for a vacation.Â One I desperately seem to need all of the sudden.Â But leading up to it, is the week from hell.Â Two family functions, for both sides of the in-laws, to “family reunion events” that just may very well suck the life force out of me.
Now don’t get me wrong, some of my in-laws are very nice.Â However, I can count them on one hand.Â As for the rest of them, well all I can say is the best feeling I ever had about them was when my mother-in-law moved 1/2 way across the country one week after our wedding.Â (She has unfortunately since moved back).
These are people that are difficult to take in small doses on a one-on-one basis.Â Get them together, and it could send the strongest willed people screaming for the hills.Â So bookend them on successive weekends, and you have a recipe to send me straight to the nut house.
I have never understood the facination with the family reunion in the first place.Â Yes, there are times that you sort of lose contact with one or two people because everybody is too busy with their own lives, raising kids, etc.Â But you can pick up the phone and call those particular people.Â Invite them over for dinner, or drinks or whatever.Â Why the whole big event with EVERYBODY including the people that you haven’t spoken to years.Â If you were honest with yourself, there is probably a reason that you haven’t spoken to them.Â And it will all come rushing back, most likely several minutes after they arrive, and now you will have to deal with them for the rest of the dayÂ (or worse if they are the “never leave” type… think Cousin Eddie from Christmas Vacation).
Family Reunions?Â Just say No!