Feels like a labour camp here!
I'm working all day long. I'm sort of over it! these surroundings, this kitchen, the tools I have to use to work with, the mood, the level of hygiene and cleanliness, the utensils, the method of working, the approach towards doing anything and the overall understanding of how a domestic household should be run is so below average in fact so F- that it bothers me no end!
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I flew into an internal rage and also had a word to say despite trying to hold myself back when the MIL used a small plate covering a bowl of subzi to dig into the said subzi and scoop it out on her plate!!! I couldn't believe my eyes at the sheer boorishness of this act. The lid which had bits of gravy stuck on one side was then placed back on top of the subzi bowl and she proceeded to take other stuff.
I felt outraged and even insulted on behalf of the bowl of subzi that definitely deserved more respect and should have been ladled out. Gah!!
I was like ewww mom!! Why didn't you use a spoon? But she totally ignored me.
Obviously. If I'd said anything more it would have definitely led to a small argument which I want to avoid!
But ugh!! Seriously! I'm angry.
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