Mom and Sim just arrived and they brought the biggest surprise with them. Sebastian.

You can imagine my shock and surprise when he stood at my bedroom door and said, “Well, is this how you welcome all your guests?”

Guests? I don’t think he fully understands the meaning of the word.

Guest: One to whom entertainment or hospitality has been extended by another in the role of host or hostess, as at a party.

Now, considering the above definition, let’s get a few things clear:
1. I extended no invitation to Sebastian to come and visit me.
2. This is not my house and I will not play hostess to anyone I didn’t invite.
3. I am not compelled to entertain anyone I did not extend an invitation to.

So therefore, I am not obliged to be nice to him.

That being said, he is my boyfriend and he did come visit (a romantic gesture as far as my mom is concerned – I say it’s creepy stalker tendencies) so I guess I must deal with it. I feel no obligation though because I feel invaded and exposed.

He’s now in the guest room freshening up. I don’t know how this is gonna work but I can’t say I’m not intrigued. My whole vacation has been changed, again, without my concern. I’m starting to wonder if I matter to any of these people.

If you run away from the mountain then the mountain will come to you. Goodbye peace and tranquillity.

ZZ xxx