A couple of weeks ago I got a call from my friend Monica. She and I are on great terms, always sharing secrets.
Monica called me in great spirits and high spirits. She told me that her sister-in-law had invited her to go on a vacation to the sea with them. They had paid for Monica’s tickets, booked a cabin, and arranged for a vacation at their expense. They informed my friend about the trip a couple of days before the vacation, as a nice surprise.
Monica was very happy. She was so happy that the kids sponsored her vacation. It means they appreciate, love and care about her. My friend has a modest pension, so on her own she would not be able to organize such a vacation.
And so she called me yesterday after she returned from a trip. In my voice it seemed to me that my friend was tired or sick. Monica responded that she wasn’t sick, but felt like a “squeezed lemon. She could not wait for this “vacation” to come to an end.
Monica’s children did not go to the sea by themselves, but took their children and her grandchildren. The boys were 4 and 6 years old. Everyone knows that at this age children are very active and inquisitive. They often go where they shouldn’t. They need to be on guard all the time.
Well, a young couple wants to relax, dance at the disco, have a drink in the bar. They came back late and woke up in the afternoon, and the children got up early in the morning. Monica had to cook breakfast to feed the boys.
Of course, Monica cooked not only for the children, but for the whole family. My friend could hardly wait for such a “vacation” to be over. Over a cup of tea she later told me:
“They took me to the sea not so that I would rest, but as a babysitter and cook. I will no longer agree to such proposals. Not because I don’t love my children and grandchildren. It’s just physically difficult at my age.
