The other day my parents told me they bought into a timeshare. I liked this idea and started planning all our future family trips in my head. Of course, this included me paying for nothing and my parents paying for everything. Life as it should be. I should learn to capitalize on my parents assets. Why I feel the need to be so independent has escaped me. I might consider moving back home.
As I was daydreaming of weeks spent on the beach in Maui, the following conversation brought me back to reality:
Mom: Just don't get married anytime soon.
Mom: Becuase we spent your wedding money on the timeshare.
Me: (blank stare)
Me: You've really lost all hope for me. Thanks.
So friends, if I elope one day you will know why.
Lastly, after further talks about sleeping arrangements in said timeshare, I learned that even though there are 6 queen beds in it, I still end up sleeping on the pull out couch in the family room. Married couples apparently get their own room with 2 beds. As a single person, I am completely offended. I am totally being punished for not being married. Yet, my parents won't pay for my wedding. This is madness!
Please...tell me if you think I am being totally unrealistic to assume that on a family vacation, sharing rooms is normal. Of course, I think I am right. So please agree with me. And if you don't, well, then I'll just delete your comment.
p.s. I actually would like to know how other families handle this type of situation. Married couples are new to the Harris household - we need some guidelines.