At Home Shopping Parties

I have an invitation sitting at home on my counter to a Jewelry Party. My cousin is hosting. My cousin who didn’t even bother to respond to an invitation I sent to her earlier this summer to come to my house and get together with family. You know a real party. So what’s my problem? I know I need to RSVP. I have her email address. I could email her and take care of it that way or I can call her tomorrow (one day before the RSVP deadline) and just tell her No.

Not that I can’t come because I have a prior commitment but that I’d rather have my fingernails removed by a sadistic Nazi than go to a Jewelry party. I’m still pretty sore about her failure to extend to me the courtesy that she is now asking for. Plus there’s this whole back story of her side of the family and my side of the family not being as close as we once were because my father failed to support his sister and his mother when my grandmother was so ill. Whatever. I can’t pay for his sins.

So, I’m back to having to RSVP and I don’t want to. I don’t want to because what I really want to tell her is if she really wants to see me she should either have come over this summer or invite me over to hang out instead of keeping me on her list of “parties”. I went to one once for candles because I felt like I had to. I won’t go to another.

I’ll probably wuss out and send an email. Not that it really matters…she’s one of those people that even when you send her pictures of her child via email doesn’t respond.

I’m really a people person…especially a family people person, aren’t I?

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