You don’t have to go home but….

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I trust that everyone had a great Easter Holiday weekend. We attended church services and came home to a quiet dinner. We ended up with unexpected houseguests…..*insert sigh here* so I had to turn into hostess with the mostest at the last minute and whip up a big breakfast to feed the masses when they woke up. Turkey Bacon, Turkey Sausage, Omelettes and Biscuits saved the day. It also never hurts to have ground Starbucks coffee in your pantry. No, not for the guests….for me. I needed a cup. LOL

Today let’s talk about houseguests shall we?

The way I grew up, you didn’t just invite yourself over to someone’s house at the last minute unless you were family. Hell, family needs to give you some notice too.

Well, we seem to have a situation where certain family members feel it’s okay to just show up at our home without sufficient notice. Of course, they are family so we always say yes and open our door and guest room or couch….but when is enough enough?

For real, I am feeling a bit perturbed because said family members always seem to call us on a Saturday around 3pm and say they will be in Philly and need to spend the night. We say okay. Then they arrive on my doorstep at around 2am. *blink, blink*

This has been repeated behavior and on Saturday night…..1969 had enough. As a married woman, some arguments need to be started with love and respect. Especially when it’s about family and it’s your husband’s family. AHEM.

However, 2am is not that time. I cussed Mr. 1969 clean the hell out.

Of course, I gave him the option of putting his family member in check and he failed to do so.

The next morning….said family member got their azz handed to them courtesy of me. Then I calmly made breakfast for everyone, served the food and left the house to go run. LOL I am SO Claire Huxtable sometimes.

Seriously folks….college is over. Showing up at someone’s home uninvited, empty handed, etc….is not what’s hot in the hood. Especially when they have kids and it’s the weekend. Is it me?

28 Responses »

  1. Nope, not you, not you at all. I have the same issue and it’s not just family, its friends too for me. I often feel like I’m getting played … so not the business.

    For some habitual offenders, hints just don’t work. Now, I’ve learned the “please don’t take my kindness for granted, or as a weakness …” technique.

    Mr. Wifey615 is usually in the background saying “i told yall it was just a matter of time” LOL

  2. For real….I was so angry. Who rings someone’s doorbell at 2am who has young children? And they were in Philly since 5pm. Stop by the house, take my keys and then you can come in whenever you want. But to wake me up to get the door? Hell no.

  3. This is not the 1969 bed and breakfast! I’m assuming they aren’t even coming to visit so much as they want a free place to stay. Family or not, thats pretty disrespectful, unless its an emergency. Have you blogged about this before? some younger female relatives?
    You have your own young children, its not like you’re up watching pay per view @ 2am. I have learned that sometimes you have to be assertive with people and let them know what’s up so there is no confusion about what’s acceptable. Sometimes you just gotta cuss someone out!

  4. See, the mistake you made was not taking care of this the second time it happened. You could have saved yourself all those future visits! lol

  5. Wow, they are just rude!! And dierespectful on many levels…even family should know better..like you said, come in early take keys. Be considerate..Jeesh! They shoulda took you out for brunch to make up!

  6. 1969, you know that your folks talking about you like a dog right now?

    “Who she thank she is, cussing folk out?”

    LOL

    We plan weeks in advance before you show up at my house… whether you are family, friend or foe. Period. Let’s just say I will never be in the running for most congenial family member, lol.

    (And after that cussin’, neither will you! LOL)

  7. They r lucky u even answered the door at that hour! Wow! You handled it well of course glad u had coffee. Luckily I live too far for folks to pull this on me. Did they apologize? Send u flowers? Restock your pantry? Buy New stash of coffee? seems they owe u bigtime!

  8. Wow Sixty,

    You’re definitely better than I am, because I wouldn’t have let them in my house at 2am. You said you needed somewhere to stay almost 12-13 hours before hand…why are you popping up in the middle of the night sans phone call?

    Amadeo stole the words right out of my mouth.

  9. “The next morning….said family member got their azz handed to them courtesy of me. Then I calmly made breakfast for everyone, served the food and left the house to go run. LOL I am SO Claire Huxtable sometimes.”

    I almost choked on my coffee after reading this LOL!!! Glad you got the situation handled and still got your run on!!

  10. Poor Mr. 1969 (cuz I know you cussed him the eff out :lol: )…but he jive deserved that. And those cousins? I wouldn’t be answering their calls for a minute. Get a hotel next time you’re in Philly, joe.

  11. If this ever happens to me, I will serve LIVER for breakfast. I’m gonna keep some in the freezer just in case. Yep….thawed out in microwave, old liver, and eggs. THAT should be the last visit, huh? LOL LOL LOL

  12. Girl that would have been that LAST time the rang my doorbell at 2am. I would have figured out a way to disable the doorbell, unplug the phone and let them sit outside or go to a hotel until a reasonable hour arrived. DA HELL. I wouldn’t even think of showing up at someone’s house at some ungodly hour without so much as a by your leave phone call. I AM MAAAAD WITH YOU.

    Glad you told them what’s up and then kept right on moving. LOVE IT…and the FireMarshall would have got the side eye the WHOLE weekend his fam was there.

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