2024-03-18 12:56:57
I don’t know how to swear at all. I have been told more than once that I should have grown teeth by this age and be able to give a worthy rebuff to offenders.
But I’ve always been like this. As a child, when the coach yelled at me, I simply closed in on myself, this habit remained with me.
Inside, I can be indignant and indignant, but I can’t refuse people directly. Frankly, with such a character it can sometimes be difficult, but everyone who knows me well thinks that I am a gentle and very kind person. After all, I never quarreled with anyone.
Previously, I rarely encountered situations when I wanted to object to my opponent at any cost, but everything changed when my boyfriend introduced me to his mother.
The future mother-in-law quickly saw through my weakness and decided to crush me under her.
My future husband and I moved in together following a year of dating. Relatives on both sides immediately began to prophesy a wedding for us and actively prepare for it. Although we have not made such statements.
But the potential mother-in-law went the furthest. She chose my wedding dress! And I didn’t just find a picture somewhere on the Internet and point my finger at it. She got confused and actually went to wedding salons.
There I described to the consultants all the features of my figure and asked to show her the most suitable models. She visited three salons and picked out a dress for me. Naturally to your taste!
I won’t say that it’s old-fashioned or ugly, it’s just that it’s radically different from what I would want to see if I had a wedding. But the mother-in-law was delighted with her ingenuity and the implementation of the idea. And I just silently looked at the photos from the salons, which my boyfriend’s mother happily shared, and in a panic, I thought regarding how I might stop all this.
Let me remind you that at that moment there was no talk of marriage. We just started living together.
When my mother-in-law realized that I hadn’t told her off with photos of wedding dresses, she moved on.
A month later they sat me down on the sofa and started showing me other photographs. These were wedding photo shoots. It turns out that the mother-in-law spent all her free time in recent days studying the pages of wedding photographers.
She settled on two people, compared their price lists, and even called them to clarify some details. And I was already shown the works of the finalists of the selection competition.
I was once more in deep bewilderment. Doubts even crept in, maybe my man is hiding something from me? Maybe he already bought rings, but he doesn’t dare tell me, but mom already knows?
But the husband knew nothing. Meanwhile, his mother had already gotten to those very rings! Imagine, she chose our wedding rings.
-I mightn’t imagine that rings are so expensive now! – she was indignant. “But in any case, you can’t skimp on rings, they’re a symbol of marriage, they’ll be with you all your life.”
All this talk was already starting to make me nervous. There was a complete feeling that I was participating in some kind of practical joke. Why is she doing all this? After all, no one asked her to do this. And although I didn’t swear, I didn’t show any enthusiasm either. I just nodded and looked at the photos.
And then my future husband proposes to me! It was unexpected and, to be honest, it sent me into a panic. How will we organize a wedding if the mother-in-law has already managed to plan and choose everything? I don’t want to be a puppet at my own wedding.
She suggested that my husband just sign it. No wedding, no evening, no witnesses. This way I will be calmer. And I won’t have to argue with anyone and prove my right to the wedding that I want.
We just went to the registry office and registered. And they didn’t say anything to anyone. We already lived together, so nothing has changed significantly.
I told my mother-in-law that we were already married when three months later she began advertising a well-known wedding host in the city.
Ah ha ha! I didn’t even think that someone’s disappointment might bring me pleasure. But it was amazing!
My mother-in-law didn’t believe me and with shaking hands began dialing her son’s number. How she screamed! She shouted into the phone: “how might you?!”, while simultaneously calling her father-in-law from the next room: “no, did you hear what they were up to?”
And then my mother set a condition for us: we must divorce and get married once more! But for real! So that mom can realize all her ideas!
In general, we don’t communicate for six months. It was good, it was calm.
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