Christmas vacation and I am forced into cohabitation with those I do not see very often. It is bittersweet. I do love my family but once I get there I realize they have a different way of living. It affects me, more so than it normally would. Secondly, it seems there is never enough space. Everytime I turn around I bump into someone I don't want to bump into. Lastly, the kids are bored unless they are with their cousins and even that, after a while, becomes old. There is an overload of not just people and problems but also food, sleepless nights and trying to make heads or tails of it all.
We really don't know how to behave around one another. We aren't ourselves which is just plain uncomfortable. Things that, on a regular basis, don't make me nervous make me nervous now. For example, at home I am the "go to" member of the family when we're talking electronics. From phones to computers I can figure it all out with ease. On the other hand, I am afraid of the electronics at my parent's house. More specifically the remotes. Deathly afraid. I know, your asking why would I be afraid of a remote?
First of all, there are about 350 of them. No really. Secondly, the remotes are all different. Just when you think you've found the remote to control the channels and volume you don't. The cable remote only controls the channels. There is another remote for the sound because it's surround sound. At my parent's house there are 5 remotes per TV, 3 per DVD player, ... You get the picture. The remotes really need to be labeled. I know, if I were a good daughter I would do it.
I decided a long time ago to just avoid the remotes. It's scary to think that the TV has the potential to explode if I press the wrong button. No really, stranger things have happened. If it were just one TV that would be one thing. There is a TV and 2 DVD players per room. Let me rephrase that, a TV and 2 DVD players per room that isn't... Nevermind. One time I accidentally touched the wrong button and zap, the screen went not just blank but went completely black. I quickly escaped from the room. My dad yells out,"Who was just in here?" I holler back, "I think I saw Susie in there Dad. You know kids."
If something can go wrong when my parents are watching me it will.
We really don't know how to behave around one another. We aren't ourselves which is just plain uncomfortable. Things that, on a regular basis, don't make me nervous make me nervous now. For example, at home I am the "go to" member of the family when we're talking electronics. From phones to computers I can figure it all out with ease. On the other hand, I am afraid of the electronics at my parent's house. More specifically the remotes. Deathly afraid. I know, your asking why would I be afraid of a remote?
First of all, there are about 350 of them. No really. Secondly, the remotes are all different. Just when you think you've found the remote to control the channels and volume you don't. The cable remote only controls the channels. There is another remote for the sound because it's surround sound. At my parent's house there are 5 remotes per TV, 3 per DVD player, ... You get the picture. The remotes really need to be labeled. I know, if I were a good daughter I would do it.
I decided a long time ago to just avoid the remotes. It's scary to think that the TV has the potential to explode if I press the wrong button. No really, stranger things have happened. If it were just one TV that would be one thing. There is a TV and 2 DVD players per room. Let me rephrase that, a TV and 2 DVD players per room that isn't... Nevermind. One time I accidentally touched the wrong button and zap, the screen went not just blank but went completely black. I quickly escaped from the room. My dad yells out,"Who was just in here?" I holler back, "I think I saw Susie in there Dad. You know kids."
If something can go wrong when my parents are watching me it will.
By the end of the week everyone is ready to hop back in the car for the 6 hour trip home to normal.
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