Thank you cards. Rant. MIL problems

I got a text from my MIL asking for thank you cards. I get that I need to send them out, but I honestly haven’t had the chance to write anything down in the cards. I have blank thank you cards. I get that I have to send them out, but I don’t have the time. I have a baby and I am studying on the side plus trying to open a business too. Thank you cards have not been my priority. I don’t like talking to my MIL because she’s so judgemental plus she’s racist and sexist. She came over last week and we gave her the Santa picture for her and her mom ‘cause they love to be extra like that. They have to have everything first. I haven’t even had the chance to give my mom and my grandma. They will get the thank you cards when we get a chance. Now everything is a rush job. I wanted to write personal cards to people, not some slop card. I didn’t have a baby shower with my husbands side since my MIL refused to. Anyways I’m going to just get them printed. I honestly don’t want to have her a part of my family.

As you can also tell the conversation also when over to the Christmas cards. I honestly don’t want to give everyone my daughter’s Santa picture. People are going to get and put it on the tree or kitchen counter up for Christmas and that’s it. It’s clutter. It’s like a flyer, a brochure, it’s just pointless. FYI that’s what I think of thank you cards too. I would rather see people face to face and show them my appreciation, not with some piece of paper that will eventually get thrown out or be chucked in a forgotten box and eventually get thrown out.

Consumerism.

I gave in to the consumerism. I don’t have the energy to fight with anyone right now. I did a rush job and sent it out to Costco. My baby shower was August. I didn’t have a baby shower with my MIL. So I still don’t see the reason I really give her the thank you cards. I did it anyways, just to get the shit out of my way. She and I worked things out, but there’s still a lot of problems between us. I still don’t want her a part of my family.