You could be chopping up something completely obvious such as an apple to eat, and one of them will walk up and be all like, rudely, not even inquisitive "What are you doing...." not just to me but everyone doing anything. Make a sandwich at lunch, "Oh hungry are you haha?" things like that. The one that gets me the most is, I'm expecting a child when their son, and every. single. time. I mention something baby related, or I'm tired, his dad turns around so rudely and sarcastically "Get used it" says it every time and I just silently ignore it. I hate it. He doesn't even look at the ultra sounds when his son shows him and his mother. 

They just annoy me. I don't live there, I live with my own family (I'm 19, partner is 23 and moved back home after a horrible relationship and drug problem and needed suppor from family) (is sober now FYI)

So I don't really have to deal with it every day but I am there nightly as my partner doesn't see the purpose of being apart every night, he's adorable haha. 

I just get so sick of every little thing being questioned, I can't even walk to the kitchen without feeling like their eyes burning into me through the walls. They're so lazy too, they just sit in their reclining chairs, alllll the time, like if they aren't making a drink or food, they just sit there. They forgot to buy their milk today, and when we went up to the shops we forgot to get it for them aswell, when we got home, they made us go back up there, for THEIR ITEM.. I couldn't believe it. It's currently 12 degrees here, I'm 7 months pregnant and we WALK, that's right, WALK, 1.2Km there and 1.2Km back is not that far, unless your pregnant holding shopping bags.. and I just can't believe they made us walk back up when they each have a car. 

We don't drive because my partner just received his license back 2 days ago and doesn't own a car until this July as he's been saving up for one at work inbetween preparing for the baby. He can't drive their car as it is strictly over 50yo Insurance, so until then, it still walking for us. I hate it, but the walking keeps us so fit. 

On Easter Sunday, they decided they were going to put their Catholic strictness into use for the 1 day of the year and refuse any Meat for dinner apart from Fish. I am not allowed to eat seafood, I'm allergic. Repeat, allergic. Not fussy. They said I was NOT allowed, my partner was fuming and insisted we walk down to the bus stop and go get KFC for me, since I wasn't allowed to make anything in the home. So we walked 2km in the freezing cold down to the stop and fortunately my mother drove past and picked us up and drove us there and back. Honestly things like this just piss me off. 

I can't wait to be in my own home. That's a wait though as the main concern is getting a car first for the baby, then we work out the home. Being our first child, he just wants to work out his financial status once the baby is born and we learn her finances etc, he works full time god bless and I'm working again after a few months post partum. Everything drains me though, I'd live at mine with the baby and him but my house is packed to the rim, here we get a whole room for the baby vs my bedroom alone so that wins every time.