I promised and here it is...I figured I best wait on this posting to see if it really something I wanted to post, and after last night's dinner, well, fuck it.
A little background info for you, peaches, on our situatoin with the house, how I got into this gawd forsaken mess, and my current feelings about my mother-in-law if you didn't already know...
Unexpected
My MIL is starting to piss me off
That Gawd Damned House
This posting is a follow up from the directly above linked post. Please read it to grasp the full understanding of the most ridiculous fucking bullshit I have ever encountered regarding finances, responsibility and morality.
No, my MIL doesn't read my blog and neither does my husband no matter how much I ask him. So with that said, yes I have big balls posting this...but sometimes, I need to bring someone in on this shit, just to make sure it's not me that is fucking ruthlessly whacked.
Start reading at..."Please gather all paperwork"
The following weekend she and the redneck went to the old house, practically under force, to whack the weeds and clean up a bit. I guess it took 3 trips to the dump to get rid of all the cut weeds. I stayed home. Fuck that. I have been there more than both of them put together. And guess who will most likely be shoveling this winter...
No one has been by the house since. I will be stopping by on Thursday morning after a visit at a city friend's house because, well, frankly, I may not be responsible for this property, but damn it, I'm not wearing blinders and I absolutely cannot over look the neglect of this responsibility that I am at least associated. Though, I cannot tell you all how much I wish I just did not give a flying mother fuck, but as a the matriarch that I am, I will take care of the property to protect my family from any further stress. Even if I think they are both wrong, wrong, wrong.
Speaking of being a good matriarch, after not speaking to my mother-in-law after that text until this past Sunday, I invited her, my sister-in-law (the buffer) and her son over for dinner. I did this, fuck, I don't know why I did it. She acted like nothing ever happened and I said maybe a dozen words to her. She even told her daughter recently that she didn't understand why I was so upset with her. Are you fucking serious? Did you not read those fucking texts, lady?!
Sigh, I invited her for the sake of the redneck and my little boy, but I'll tell you, peaches, if I had my way I would remove this woman from my family...because, well, this is not the only thing in her life that she has been selfish about that has begun to impact my marriage so greatly. She turned the love of my life into a red headed stepkid when he was around 8ish. And well, ladies. We all know what happens to red headed stepkids. Don't we now...
Feel free to comment at will...or curse my miserable life for me.
Gawd damned fuckernuts,
Donna Freakin' Reed
xoxox
That is seriously bullshit. Reminds me of my soon-to-be motherinlaw. I love my man, god dammnit, but given the chance I'd kick his mother out of the family too.
ReplyDeleteIt shouldn't be your responsibility, but as tough as ya are you seem to be a bit like me, if no one else is gonna take care of it, I might as well to save the bs that will accompany. Good luck to you, and fuck it all.
Here's a thought---print out that whole slew of texts and frame them so she sees them whenever you allow her over. And don't take them down. Ever.
ReplyDeleteYou've got heart, Donna. That's why I love ya!
Yes! I love bubble bunny's idea! Put a picture of H on the other side so you can admire his cute as sin little face, then flip it over when the gale blows through. Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteAlso, I love your writing, DFR.
OMFG!!!!! Where do you guys get these horror stories from??? I'd bury the bitch on that property!!!! LOL Nobody would find her from the sound of things. There is no quick fix here,hun.And I thought my life was a bore, wow.NOT!!!! Girlfriend, sending some positive energy your way >>>>>>>LOL TTYL
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