The plate of turkey was offered to me as I rounded the table. They had taken the liberty of cutting it before I'd gotten there. I looked down at the platter. What had once been a nice looking bird was now a gruesome, mangled mess of meat piled on top of itself. No grace. No dignity. No refinement. Just raw savagery.
I smiled and took my seat.
The rest of the meal went as expected. People yelling to be heard over the yelling of other people struggling to be heard. Food being spilled all over the table and all over everything else. Boisterous laughter and virtually every single irritating mannerism I could have imagined.
And when I couldn't take anymore, I fled to the relative safety of my room and closed the door and locked it. Locked out the infinite terrible that is my family. And then, after what was too short of a night to myself, I awoke to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade being blasted through the house.
And then, I had Thanksgiving with Ashley's family. And it wasn't to terribly different save for the fact that I actually enjoyed myself. It was fun. The people weren't annoying, they were lively. Everybody was getting along. They had an excuse to be loud.
I guess what it really comes down to is, when you don't stress family to your children, they will discover it in other places and get attached to a family they don't hate spending time with.
I smiled and took my seat.
The rest of the meal went as expected. People yelling to be heard over the yelling of other people struggling to be heard. Food being spilled all over the table and all over everything else. Boisterous laughter and virtually every single irritating mannerism I could have imagined.
And when I couldn't take anymore, I fled to the relative safety of my room and closed the door and locked it. Locked out the infinite terrible that is my family. And then, after what was too short of a night to myself, I awoke to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade being blasted through the house.
And then, I had Thanksgiving with Ashley's family. And it wasn't to terribly different save for the fact that I actually enjoyed myself. It was fun. The people weren't annoying, they were lively. Everybody was getting along. They had an excuse to be loud.
I guess what it really comes down to is, when you don't stress family to your children, they will discover it in other places and get attached to a family they don't hate spending time with.
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"I don't like spending too much time with them actually. I feel out of place, I guess. I feel like a square peg in a MENTAL INSTITUTION!"