Over Memorial Day weekend my SO’s family (hereunto refered to as “The Inlaws”) hold their annual family reunion in North Texas. The house which they hold it is quite nice. A spacious cabin with a large kitchen and living area and plenty of beds for everyone. There is a fishing lake, picnic areas, the whole bit. Its a really nice, peaceful place to visit.
For about ten minutes. It is amazingly boring. I hate it. I would much prefer to gouge my own eyes out than go up there again (last year was the first time I had went). There is a big screen TV, but during the day it is watched by the young kids and their cartoons and at night by the adults and their Christian films.
Not only do I get to get ‘the look’ from my inlaws all weekend (I am the black sheep of their family since I come from the wrong side of the tracks: poor family, nerdy kid, yadda yadda), but I have to deal with their constant witnessing.
I have no problem with seeing some individuals of her family, but when they all get together their IQ seems to drop to about a third of their shoe size, and they kick off this religious thing.
My SO thinks I am wrong about this (as I have told her in depth of my loathing of this gathering). She grew up in this tight knit, loving family. I grew up in a fractured, non-existant family. We come from two entirely different worlds, and we cannot come to terms on this.
I feel obligated to go, as I don’t feel like sleeping on the couch for a month, but I loathe the idea of going. I am getting phyisically ill with the idea of driving 8 hours to there and spending the entire Memorial Day weekend sober and bored to tears (being bored far outweighing the sober part).
Does anyone have any good ideas as to how to go to this thing and not go crazy or as to how to tell my in laws to go shove it? I REALLY need your help on this.