When I considered coming back to this space, i weighed my options on what type of blog is this going to be. Back to lifestyle blogging or revamping this space into a fashion blog? Well, not that i'm anywhere near qualifying to start a fashion blog. It was just something Hui Min and i talked about a couple times which may have pique my interest because.....well just because.
So, i decided to go back to lifestyle blogging and no more 'nice, happy entries' only because damn, life isn't all so pretty. A little war broke out between dad's siblings today (Mum and dad passed on the story). 3 of them plus my grandpa are hot-tempered which may just have been the root of the problem. Dad's the eldest, followed by an uncle and an unmarried aunt. Grandpa lives with my uncle and his family. Apparently, unmarried aunt decided to make herself at home and lived with them for a week after which, she had loads to complain. She complaint about how the maid failed to keep grandpa's room clean (i heard she scolded the maid even), complaint about how my uncle and aunt had neglected grandpa, the list goes on. My uncle obviously got angry and rebutted her.
He doesn't have the best character or the cleanest, neatest house but he took care of grandpa all these years and has never complaint. Grandpa has never said anything about being unhappy or whatsoever either so who is she to say so much? This may be bias to begin with but sad to say, none of us really like her much. Not just her own siblings or their spouses, us kids too.
Hot-tempered, bad attitude, unreasonable, irresponsible, greedy. She eats off us too! Sunday's lunch is reserved for grandpa. After all these years she still tags along and has NEVER OFFERED TO PAY THE BILL. Although unmarried, she isn't financially stable. So, if you're incapable to live comfortably on your own much less taking care of someone else, i suggest you speak less. She used to live with my uncle until she got booted out for acting like a princess in somebody else's home. The argument amounted to my uncle being so fed up he had enough and asked them to look after grandpa instead since he has been accused of being incapable.
Which obviously *here comes the main point* dad said he would take over the duty. I died. In my head i was like ' homg noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!' Its not that i dislike grandpa or dislike living with old people generally. I suppose i am just overwhelmed because i am not accustomed to it and its not like we are close or anything. Or perhaps, i am just afraid. Afraid of bonding, afraid of facing what is to become of them and afraid to face the after. After those thoughts, i immediately felt guilty because those were selfish thoughts and i am going to find myself in the same position as them someday. What will become of me? A wanted or unwanted (grand)mother? Hmmm.
I pray my uncle said those at the fit of the moment and that dad's not being serious. Dad scolded her for being a troublemaker HA. Finally. Despite knowing all her bad traits, dad still tries to paint the best picture of her. He hardly says anything. Good luck to that aunt anyway, my uncle has officially declared he is turning his back on her.
I've ranted off far too much. Time for bed.
Goodnight!
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