My husband's family gathers at our house every weekend, making noisy holidays, but I feel like a stranger there.

Conduct holiday Together, it's great. Especially now, in summer, in the fresh air. But it is very important to plan in advance who is responsible for what. After all, the key to the success of any enterprise is the level of preparedness for it. Unfortunately, it often happens that people forget about this moment or do not take it seriously enough. So the result is appropriate.



Well, if you collect the right amount of food and drinks, choose a good place, make sure that on this day it will be sunny and without rain - rest, almost one hundred percent, provided. There's only one thing to find out. Who will rest and who will work?

I want to tell you a little about my marriage. I'm one of those girls who can't be bought by any romantic tale of a life of happiness without a certain comfort. I may sound mercantile to you, but I need to know that my man is capable of certain things. Giving a huge bouquet of flowers or writing a poem about my beauty is not an act. Providing for a family is an act.



We have two young children that we are raising together. They need a lot of energy, so sometimes I get help from a nanny and a cleaner. I'm not afraid of housework. But it is private and 2 floors. Either I wake up and clean up the dust until the night, or a few other women help me for a decent payment, and I remain a beautiful, tender and not hot-tempered wife and mother.

Overall, I'm fine. But there's one spoonful of tar in this barrel of honey. This may sound strange, but it is about rest. Yes, yes, summer, sunshine, fresh air, and I'm capricious. But before you judge me, try and listen to me. Making up unnecessary problems on the go is not my habit, believe me.



So, in the summer, my husband and I stay home. And all the holidays, family gatherings and even just a weekend we spend with his relatives. These are not poor people either, they mostly impress me. But honestly, there are too many. One such meeting can bring together up to 20 people. Right from morning.

Misunderstanding in the family Sea food, hot meat, seafood, drinks, music. But personally, I feel like a stranger on these holidays. My husband's relatives don't take me too much. We have nothing to talk about. I can't support the subject. If I go to my children, I will also have to look after strangers: cousins, sisters and so on. I stay in the shadows, and sometimes even take on the duties of a cook.

And since the family likes to celebrate all this, such “hangs” are held several times a month. I'm surprised we haven't trampled the whole lawn around the house yet. And seriously, I started catching myself thinking that I didn't like my husband's brothers and sisters, his parents anymore. How long can you look at their faces? It's really starting to get annoying.



Peels Husband doesn't understand me. It's a normal thing for him to do, and he's getting high. He tells me to join the family group, not a stranger. I can't, no matter how hard I try. There are no common topics to talk about. Pretending to have a headache is not an option either. They'll believe twice, gossip three times. That's the mentality.

I'm trying to convince my husband to spend at least a few weekends in a small family circle. Just him, me and the kids. Quiet, calm, romantic. You can play music, admire the weather and the sky. But no. He begins to reproach me with the fact that he works hard, does not go left, himself without bad habits. He stopped fishing after he met me. And that's his only joy. And family is sacred.



Peels, I just don't know what to say. He's right about something. Even though I don't think I'm wrong. I'm thinking about going to my sister's next town. She also has two children and even a dog. But an apartment in an old Khrushchev, two rooms. The atmosphere of my long forgotten past. But who knows, maybe I can take a break from her? Because I'm really going around my head.

My husband doesn’t mind, but he tells me to go at my own expense. He won't give me money for that, 'cause he and my sister are on the fence. We had a fight and now we look at each other. Therefore, no one calls my sister to our family gatherings with relatives. With my husband's relatives for a moment. But what can you do?

Yes, by the way, maybe who is interested: about how to shift part of the duties on the husband, can not even speak. He's the master. It should entertain guests, pour everyone and share the news. So to leave him with the children or with cooking is nonsense, it is not even possible. It's just impossible.



Well, at least I have some savings allocated for my needs. So I can go to my sister without any problems. But that's fine. And then what? To endure this camp for the rest of your life? It's also a way out. Imagine, it's like being a maid's wife. What's not a day is a holiday. But these holidays are getting more and more boring every time. There's no end to it.