to OH:
When I'm doing my physiotherapy exercises stop trying to have sex with me!! Yes I am aware that the last exercise (doggy style type position, to stretch my back) turns you on, but I'm supposed to relax when I do it an it's very difficult to relax when you leap out of bed and get behind me to pretend we're having sex then get sad that I don't want to actually have sex. I have to do these exercises 3 times a day if it turns you on so much STOP WATCHING!!
To MIL:
I know how to clean, I don't need your advice on everything. The same goes for my own mom. Stop giving me "advice" telling me how to do things your way because your way is "easier and does it better". Sorry but I want things to actually be clean after I clean them, not just look clean. We've just got the keys to our new house yesterday and I'm giving it a thorough deep clean before we move in, I don't just need to "wipe things down a bit and worry about the rest later". As with many typical houses there is tons of mold in the windows, I am going to clean it out completely. I'm not just going to wipe it with a cloth and some bleach to get most of it and leave the rest. I don't care that it will take me over an hour per window doing it my way. I have asthma I cannot live in a house with mold!!!
To OH:
If you complain about something and I offer a solution to the problem don't just say "no that's not it" or "no that won't work" or "no that's not the problem" without even trying it!! Don't vacuum for an hour and complain that it just won't suck anything up then when I suggest checking the filter because it probably needs cleaning say "no it's not the filter it's just a crappy vacuum" and refuse to check the filter!! And when I then go to the vacuum myself to check the filter because you're too stubborn to do it don't get all whiny saying "why don't you believe me, it isn't the filter, don't check the filter, stop leave the vacuum alone it's just old!" then when I reveal the over clogged filter don't have a mini-tantrum because I was right. Fu**ing CHILD! Same goes for when you say you can't find something and I ask "have you checked *X location*?" and you say yes then I go to check that same location don't follow behind me getting angry saying "it's not there I just looked, why don't you trust me?!" then again have a mini-tantrum when I find the item in the exact place you said you already looked!!!!
To OH's aunt (who we now don't talk to anyway but still want to vent it):
Do not complain that we never bring Kili downstairs to see you when you visit. You come every 2 weeks for about an hour but you don't even let us know you're here. How the hell am I supposed to know to bring her down if you don't tell me that you're here?! I even told her that she just has to let us know she's here and her reply was "I shouldn't have to tell you" WELL APPARENTLY YOU DO! And don't huff and puff and walk away when I calmly say "well, how else am I supposed to know you're here? I'm not psychic."
And finally to OH's uncle:
Stop being such an ass all the time!
Just yesterday he happened to come to the house while I was downstairs and Kili was walking around. He made the comment "how'd she learn to walk she's always stuck up there in your room" WTF?! First off how would you even know what we do all day you never see us! Secondly she obviously isn't just "stuck in our room" because look at that SHE IS WALKING! FFS she plays almost all day long walking/crawling around getting into things all over the house, at the park, baby groups, etc..
I don't know where you're getting your information from but it's obviously wrong. If I hear one more comment like that come out of your mouth I'll bring Kili upstairs to her dad so I can come back down and tell you off. The only reason I didn't that time was because Kili was so happy toddling around I didn't want to stop her fun. You crippled old man I'll break both your knees with your own walking stick, let's see you talk so tough when you're laying on the ground and can't even get back up.
And oh look it's time for my medication now! (wish that was a joke, it actually is)