First, my sister is OBSESSED with figuring out who's getting which bedroom before we get there. Sure, we don't want everybody ending up in a brawl on the living room floor, but seriously, there were like 5-6 emails, "Hmm, there are two master bedrooms, so who should get those? I wonder where the other bathrooms are? Is there a full bath on the ground floor?" I finally said, call the realty office! We don't know, the website doesn't give us a floor plan, so talk to someone who knows! Yeesh! I'd be fine with figuring it out when we get there, but you know, if she wants to spend her time on thinking about it, I don't really give a crap as long as she quits bugging me about it.
Then there's my stepdad, who is equally a Planner, but for some reason can only talk to one person about it. So I get a text from my sister this morning telling me to call him because he likes to use the guest room for staging their stuff before big trips and we were planning to stay there the night before. OK, what? He has my damn number. Also, she and I have talked about this, because this isn't the first time he's talked to her when he needs to talk to me, and I've told her to quit playing the intermediary. It's not like he and I don't get along, so I have *no* idea why he persists in calling her to find out what I'm doing or to have her pass messages to me. Jesus God, are we not all adults here with functioning telephones and email? STOP THE MADNESS!
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