Family is so overrated......

You know...maybe I'm a sucker.....but I think that in life there are protocols. You are approaching someone, u say salaam first, you don't intentionally take someone's seat, you arrive from travels....you expect family to call you, right?

I arrived at the airport and no one was waiting for me....it was a sad moment for my girls, their expectation coming out of the customs, looking for the happy faces of their cousins. Nothing. Zip. Nada. The whole family usually all gathers when someone is arriving. But not for me, I guess. Not even for their brother's children? I called my BIL who lives in the same city as I do, and he said he's on his way. I told him I have a lot of luggage and we'll need more cars, so he said he'll call another 2 of the brothers. My same city BIL arrived first and he brought my favourite niece, Areej. The other two BIL's who BIL # 1 called arrived, no kids, no wives. When the kids asked them why, they were informed, cause another BIL, (who lives in the same city as my hubby) is arriving tomorrow and the kids and wives are all busy cleaning his apt and getting it ready. So sweet. (so what are we? A turd?) My girls faces all dropped and they felt sad....even managed to squeeze a few tears....and came home upset. I hurt for them.

And nevermind that the BIL who was there in Cda.......did he call us ONCE since we arrived there? Did his wife call me? This BIL, even went so far as to drive my niece to the mall, (his daughter) and leave her there to meet us. But he didn't stay to say salaam to us. We only managed to see him the Jummah before we left, cuz he brought his wife to pray and she grabbed on to us and told us that we had to see BIL. I think that they orchestrated this more because they were worried about what the family would say more than anything else. Ahhhh well, who cares?

But now we are back in Egypt, and I'm having another slap in the face about how much we are loved and supported here. Only my one SIL has called me....there are 3 of them. And Hubby's sis hasnt called me either. So i guess I'm gonna get on the phone later and call them myself.

Oh yeah, and then add that to the little interesting tidbit my same city BIL confided to me in the car on the way home from the airport. He told me that someone gave him an offer on my car, and it's a good price, so he's selling it, the guy is supposed to bring the money today....and he'll buy something else. WHAT??? WTH???? We have two cars....the mercedes and the fiat....mercedes used to be mine...when we only had one car...then hubby bought me the fiat.....his brother loves this fiat and is always, always, I MEAN ALWAYS borrowing the thing. To the point he made himself his own set of keys. AND HE HAS HIS OWN CAR!! SO when he told me that he's selling MY fiat and buying something else....I BIT DOWN ON THAT POOR TONGUE OF MINE AGAIN!! HOLY CRAP!!

Talked to hubby, and let him know.....couldn't help not acting pissed when I was talking......I mean, even hubby is pissed. So here's the offer I made Hubby.....lets sell the fiat.....put some money on top of that, and buy a MATRIX......I'll pay the remainder of the money on lease and that will be that. (no tax in Egypt, guys) I know hubby was thinking about it. So who knows.

But I tell you....I left one sort of pressure and pain, to come back home to a whole different type of it. Only a few more days till Ramadan....I can't wait.