I Don't Want To Go

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My sister-in-law visited this morning to drop the news about all of us going up to her summer house for the weekend like we always do every March. As usual, I am not looking forward to this at all. I don't want to go. I don't want to be stuck with her and her brother for a whole weekend. I also don't want to be in a summer house surrounded by nature. Don't get me wrong. I like nature, but not to the point that I want to be surrounded by it. I like nature from a distance. I only go because my entire family goes and I don't want to put a rift by saying that I don't want to go. It's not really a big deal anyway. I don't have anything going on this weekend. I was going to run errands and do some work, but I don't have any freelancing work this weekend. Also, we do usually go for one weekend in March every year anyway, so it's not like she was dropping this news on us at the last minute. This was just more of a reminder that we are going this year on this particular weekend in March. I simply don't want to go though. I don't like my sister-in-law. I don't like her brother. I love everyone else. My parents, brother, his two kids, and even his parents-in-law. I love them all. Well, I'm going anyway. Can't say no when everyone says yes. I don't want to be "difficult" over a trivial matter. It's a free trip with free food anyway, so I shouldn't complain too much.