I’ve lived my whole life within a fifteen mile radius of my home town.
My whole family is here. I’m comfortable. I know all the back road…short cuts…best place to get a pizza(all the important stuff)
I’ve visited other cities and enjoyed myself, but I’m always happy to be home.
ok, here’s the story.
my husbands grandfather died recently and his grandmother lives a thousand miles away.
she’s in her 80’s.
he doesn’t want his eightysomething grandma to live alone. (i know…he’s a swell guy)
so, he wants to move to Terre Haute, Indiana to help his grandma.
his gramma has two daughters living within an hour of her. So she isn’t really alone.
i suggested that to him, but he said both of his aunts work full time and can’t be with her during the day.
i mentioned that he also works full time. He reminded me that I don’t work.
SO, here’s what he has in mind…
we move a thousand miles away from everyone i know and love so i can babysit a woman i never met. i only spoke to her twice on the phone, and she made it clear that she isn’t the president of my fan club. (she was polite about it, but very cold)
i said she could move here. He hates that idea.
I said if i wanted to move a thousand miles from home, I’d move to a better climate than Philadelphia.
I hate these kind of arguments. Neither of us is wrong.
he’s right to want to take care of his elderly gramma.
but my point are valid too. besides, i have two grammas here.
i’m not sure how i could look after an elderly woman and my two small children.
he says our youngest will be in kindergarten next year and i can still be with gramma during the day while she’s in school.
he says i’m just making excuses…the only reason i have for not going is that i don’t want to.
i don’t think that’s the case. i think my reasons are good enough.
oh well, I’m just venting.