My father. God love him. He's on my last nerve. He calls / texts me every.single.day. usually multiple times a day to see how I'm doing. I know it's only because he loves and cares about me but good lord he's driving up the damned wall. I also know that the fact that we've lived 4,000 miles away for the last 3 years and we've been home since May and now we're moving away again next week isn't helping.
I'm almost to the point of ignoring him completely. I already ignore most of his texts. And his text messages drive me a special kind of crazy. Usually when I text someone it's because I have something specific to ask or say. So when I text, I say "Hi. blah blah blah" and ask my question or state my comment or whatever. My dad just says "Hey" and that's it. No clue as to whether he has a question, wants to tell me something, chat, whatever. OMG.
Thursday drove me over the edge. I was up at 5:30am getting ready for my doctor appointment. They changed it on me last minute and he was the only one who could watch DD for me while I was at the doc. I was having the GBS or I'd have taken her with me. So I drop her off with him at his work, go to the appointment, and get back about an hour and a half later to pick her up. He's got several pics on his phone of her playing around and helping him out that he shows me. okay cute. So I finally get home after lunch, DD wouldn't lay down for a nap for anything and I am dead tired. I finally coax her into sitting on the bed and watching a movie on the laptop while I close my eyes for a few minutes. The MINUTE I FINALLY get comfy and DD gets still, my phone starts alerting that I'm getting text messages. He's sending me the pics that he took of her at work. All freaking 10 of them. And he's sending them one at a time, every 3 minutes. So for 30 freaking minutes I get a new message every 3 minutes :eek: I don't respond to any of them and about 5 minutes after he sends the last pic, he sends me another text asking if I'd gotten all 10 pictures. Didn't respond to that, so he CALLS me 5 minutes later. O.M.F.G. LEAVE ME ALLLLOOOOOOOONE!!!! (Totally would've cut my phone off but DH was at work and he was calling me when he got off so I could unlock the dead bolt and the chain on the door so he could get in.) And of course, about the time my dad stops texting/calling me and I get comfy again DH calls and says he's almost home. :violent2:
I swear. I love my family, but I cannot WAIT to get to Tennessee and get a little distance between us all! They're driving me CRAZY!
Please tell me I'm not alone with the overly concerned, overbearing family members!