It’s been a rough morning... We were expecting my daughter and her boyfriend to Masha’s wedding today, I thought that their arrival would cheer me up, but my hopes were not realized… At six in the morning the doorbell rang, when my husband went to open it, he almost lost his senses – there was a matchmaker on the threshold. Right there with the matchmaker. They had come to the wedding, which wasn’t until tomorrow … What made me most angry was that they didn’t even give us any notice of their arrival. Just put us in front of the fact, they said, “What’s wrong with that, we are practically family now!
If I say that their arrival surprised us, I will not say anything, but I could not kick them out. I just asked them why they were so early. The matchmaker said that a neighbor was on his way and took them. Then she added that they had a lot of bags, and the bus is not very convenient with the luggage…
Well, they brought their bags too… The matchmaker didn’t list everything, she only unloaded the pickles and the smoked chickens. Well, they told her that she did not need anything, oh, she is stubborn! And in the other bag she could hear the bottles rattling. In short, she did everything the way she wanted, and she did not care about our opinion …
I decided that I would not get turned on, offered them tea from the road and sent them to the apartment, where my spouse has a binge with his friends. I told them to take their bags with them. My spouse took them there, and now I’m off to cry on your vest…
Maybe I have a biased attitude to the matchmaker, but I hate it, and for that, there are certain reasons. And she has plans, as Bagration, like tomorrow in the salon together we go beautify, and then nothing that I still have an appointment for a master three weeks ahead? There is nowhere to go will have to go, now I’ll call to her to find a free master for tomorrow, in fact I will not do her hair…
She also hurt our cat. She said that we will swing the grandchildren, and she brought this thing. However, her husband did not allow her to insult the cat and told her that we will decide for ourselves who to breed and who to nurse. And then, to our cat, that he told him not to crap in the house and go to the couch. It was funny when the cat took his advice, he lay down and started watching TV.
My husband and I had planned to cook dinner and talk to the kids in silence tonight. And now we have to call these, too. I had a fun morning…
