Monster vs. Tank

So much has happened since my last blog.
I was going to New Orleans, I found myself a wonderful man, I got pneumonia, and never went to New Orleans!

Well, the New Orleans thing is pretty self explanatory.  It was going to be a Christmas present from my parents, but the day before I was supposed to fly out I started getting pretty sick.  The morning of...couldn't breathe, get out of bed, and was beyond exhausted.  Thought I was dying.  Went to the doc's and was told I was dangerously dehydrated and my blood pressure was at the lowest point before having to be hospitalized.
I was forced to go to the ER for fluids, chest xray, EKG, and then a cat scan.
Pneumonia with an infected lung and both lungs are collapsed at the bottom.  6 weeks for recovery.
This sickness fell during my vacation time.  Good and bad.  Good cus I have the time and bad cus I wasted vacation time on being sick.  Oh well.
Today is the last day of my vacation and the monster thought I was going back to work today.  I said no and that it is tomorrow.
She thinks I should be going back today since I won't be doing anything anyway.
Are you fucking for real!?  This isn't a normal head cold or a 24 hour bug.  I was almost hospitalized and was told I will have a long recovery.  Why in god's name would I rush back to work?

Since that was my Christmas present I now have to pay them back and come up with other gifts for them to get me.  I have wanted a Keurig for a long long time.  Monster knows this.
I gave her half the money and reminded her about the Keurig.  She made some noise and then said "Are you sure?  That's not an everyday thing."

Who gives a shit if it's an everyday thing? I want it for a Christmas present!  Who questions someones Christmas list?  Seriously...she runs down my lists every year with a fine tooth comb and questions everything I want.  *Sigh*

My man? Well, that was a surprise.  We'll call him Tank.
I've known Tank for almost 15 years now.  We lost touch a bit in between, but never too far. 
We met up one night to catch up and haven't left each others side since.  I don't think I have ever really felt something so perfect.
No lies, no questions, no bullshit.
Full trust and understanding. 
I had a large wall up around myself...he took the time to bust through it with the strength of...well...a tank.

Now, I say no bullshit and I mean that strictly between him and I.  If I bring my parents into it then it's a different story.
The first problem they had was that they believe we are going too fast.
Well, not your relationship.  You don't know the dynamic nor have taken the time to get to know him.  So therefore, not your business.

Second problem:  He works super early in the morning and then comes back by 8am.  In order to not disturb me I allowed him to take the key to come back in.  Holy shit this caused some shit.
Apparently even though I pay rent and live in the apartment downstairs I can't decide who is allowed to be in my place.
Their argument is that they don't know him and he could enter their house at any time.
Why the fuck would he do that? How's your trust issues??!
My father is home all the time, for one and two, it's my fucking apartment.  If you have such a problem then put a lock on the main house door for god's sake!

Third problem:  Monster believes Tanks work schedule is what made me sick.  Ummm...no.  Not only does he hardly wake me up, but I even went to my doc and asked her if this could have been a factor.  She stopped, looked at me, and almost laughed.  She said "You stay in bed and don't fully wake up so where is the break in your sleep pattern?  You don't have one.  I don't know what your mother is talking about."
Neither do I.

I feel as if no matter how happy I am they always have some kind of issue.  There is always something wrong or something bothering them.  Now Tank and I have discussed our future together and we want the same things.  One of the thoughts is that he could move in here (in time of course) and we could save a ton of money to then get a house.
This is something my monster had offered to Jello and I before we got married, but he did not want to do this cus he didn't feel comfortable with my parents being so close to us.
I had told my monster our thoughts and she thought it was a smart idea.  Well, just a few days later she says to me that she thinks we should move to our own place when it comes time so I could get freedom away from them.  I could be away from them seeing and knowing everything I do.
Amen to that!

Has she finally opened her eyes to what they are doing? Or is she pissy about something else that she doesn't want to get in to?  I believe the latter.
This woman is as conniving as they come and just as frustrating.
I'm sure between both Tank and I we could find an affordable place where we could save enough money, but just the pure ridiculousness that is my parents just dims the happiness I have.
I feel bad bringing him into such bullshit and craziness.  I really don't know what to think or do when it comes to them.  I'm at a loss.
They are not taking the time to know him yet she complains that she is not comfortable enough cus she doesn't know him.

His mom is amazing.  She remembers me and we truly enjoy each others company.  Her and I have sat and talked for a couple hours.  She a wonderful woman.  Why can't I have parents like this?  Why can't my parents sit and just talk to Tank.  He's not rude, he doesn't make the atmosphere uncomfortable, he's open to talk and answer anything. 
What is their problem???

All I know is that no matter what bullshit she flings I'm going to remain happy with him.  He has done nothing to show me otherwise.  I have been through enough.  It's my time to be happy now.
They can go fuck themselves.