I just had a very "these are not real problems" moment. My friend was nice enough not to laugh too hard when I mentioned I may be being too "first world" in my ways.
Tragic version first: My mother is on her way to where she grew up to take care of her parents because her dad is in the hospital and her mom fell and is in a wheelchair. She has three other siblings but none of them are able to help out. So she has to go up there earlier than planned which means that we aren't going to have a family christmas this year. It also means that I have to pick up the slack her because my sister is in a neck brace from whiplash she got when her horse spooked a few weeks ago.
Why I need to stfu version: My mom is driving to help take care of her parents because her brother is at his beach house, her sister is on vacation and her other sister is leaving for Paris on Friday. She's going up earlier than she planned because my parents were going to stop by there on the way to their house on Cape Cod after Christmas. That means I need to take care of my horses alone and Christmas gets pushed back a few weeks, but will still happen.
Yeah, perspective is key here. Mine was off right until the moment I said "beach house" and "France" as acceptable reasons to not be able to take care of your ailing parents. ![]()
Btw, my grandparents are not in any immediate danger in case anyone was worried. Just a few bruises on grandma and COPD on grandpa.
Re: First world problem
At least you admit it... that's the important part.
The part that hit me was "I need to take care of my horses on my own". That is DEFINITELY a sign of First World Problems.
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Pretty much taking care of the horses is something I don't complain about. My horse is basically a big stinky dog. He's got awful legs and is old as sin so he's essentially retired. Which makes him a pointless expense we can take on out of love. I am 110% aware that taking care of my horse is not something to b!tch about when there are people who can't take care of their children.
That bit was tacked on the end there to further illustrate why I kind of hate myself for starting to complain about the situation in the first place.
If it makes you feel better, I was mad at DH and he asked if I wanted him to feed my animals (2 bulls and a heifer, probably easier than feeding your horses) and I told him no.
I got more and more upset that he was gone, so I texted him and told him that he could do it since I was taking care of his kid.
Yes, I am a two-year-old.
I would be a two year old too if my H was that big of a selfish piece of crap. Someone needs to remind him that he's exactly half responsible for the creation of that kid.
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You're aware, and knowing is half the battle.
My first world problem (WPP?) is that we used a Groupon for a maid service. They did a crappy job, threw out cat toys, and threw away the saffron DH had drying on the mantle (he's been trying to grow saffron). And I wanted the tip money he gave them back. I'm rolling my eyes at myself.
Can someone explain to the newbie what's going on.
I would be PO'd if my Christmas was being pushed back so someone else could go on vacation - -
Is that not something you should be upset about? What is "first words"
Holy Crap do I have a lot to learn.... My bad on being a dumb azz