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Mother-In-Law Stories
December 20, 2007
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**THIS IS REALLY LONG
- SORRY** I have to get it all out, or I will explode. Let me just
mention that the only time my DH and I argue - *ever* - is over
his mother. We have a happy marriage, and our only source of stress
comes from MIL. First of all, I did NOT want her to come spend
the weekend with us this past weekend. We just moved to another
state, we're still settling in, and this was going to be our first
weekend at home as a family before the craziness of next weekend
(Christmas) and all the traveling, etc. I kept mentioning to DH
that it was just bad timing, but he chalked it up to, "You
just don't want my mom here," and I let it go. I didn't want
it to turn into a big fight. She was coming because a lady whom
she works with was coming down with her DH for a wedding on Saturday.
So, MIL decided that it was great, she'd get a ride with them (down
on Friday night, back up on Sunday afternoon), pay for 1/2 the gas,
and it all works out. DH thought it was a brilliant plan. So,
it was set. She arrived at our house Friday night at 10:20 pm.
Even on Friday I kept saying that the weather will be nasty over
the weekend and that maybe MIL should reconsider. But, DH said
the weather reports seemed ok, and that I was only saying that because
I didn't want MIL to come.
Complaint #1: She was sick to the point where she brought her own
supply of tissues. All weekend she was blowing her nose, coughing
and sneezing. If you're sick, would you come and visit your 2 year
old GD?! She kept a plastic bag, of all her dirty tissues, under
the coffee table. She spent 99% of the weekend laying on our couch,
napping, and farting. Like I want to be around that, thanks. On
Saturday morning, DH woke me up at 8 am (my day to sleep in didn't
go so well) and was asking if we had anti-diarrhea medicine - because
mom needed it. We didn't. So he got out in the middle of a snow
storm to get some for her. Why did she come then?!!! I was sick
all weekend, too. So, that made it ok? When I complained that
she shouldn't have come if she was sick, he said, "But you're
sick! You're sicker than she is, what's the difference?"
Uhm, the difference is that it's MY HOUSE! I wouldn't go over and
visit my nieces if I were sick. By Sunday night, I rudely pointed
out that she needed to throw away her bag of germy, dirty tissues
because it was on the floor and in the vicinity of where my DD plays.
I don't care if I was rude at that time. She looked at me and said,
"But, it's convenient right here," and I almost exploded.
I don't care. Move your fat, lazy butt and walk the 10 steps to
the kitchen and the big garbage can.
Complaint #2: She didn't want to sleep in the guest room, and she
slept on the couch in my living room all weekend because she didn't
want to wake us all up with her constant diarrhea and coughing.
I'm glad, because the bathroom that she would have been using would
have been the kid's bathroom. Then, on Saturday, DH asked her when
she was planning on taking a shower. She said that she wasn't going
to take a shower. She would shower when she got home on Sunday.
Ok, ewwww So, she and her dirty self were on my couch all weekend.
On Sunday morning, I walked downstairs with my DD at 8 am, and the
first thing MIL said to me was, "I smell really bad. I do
need a shower. I was sweating and stinky all night." Yeah,
thanks for stinking up my couch!!! So, she took a shower in the
kid's bathroom, and, because she didn't bring anything with her,
she used my toddler's shampoo, baby washcloths, and towels. Uhm,
she could have TOLD me that she didn't have anything. I would have
given her spare towels and some bar soap and my shampoo. The funny
thing is that we have a washcloth in the bathroom, that we use to
wipe up the floors with after our DD's baths, and because MIL didn't
ask, she used it for her body. LMAO.
Complaint #3: She didn't go home on Sunday. Yep. Her *RIDE* was
leaving at 2:30 pm, and that morning she decided (helped by the
drama queen that is my BIL, who hates driving in the snow) that
the roads were too dangerous and she wouldn't be safe driving home
that day. When her coworker called to say that they were picking
her up, she said that she wasn't going to go because the roads were
bad. They said that they checked it out and the DH felt comfortable
driving in that, and would be safe about it. But, no, MIL decided
to stay, and said that her boys will take care of it. SO, GUESS
WHO HAD TO TAKE HER HOME ON MONDAY?! Yep, my DH, which meant that
I had to take a DAY OFF FROM WORK to stay home with my DD, who I
was NOT going to allow to be in the car for 8 hours for no reason.
DH had to get up at 6:30 am to get out by 7 am so that MIL could
be home by noon, because she didn't "want to miss" her
noon meeting. I wanted to kill her. We put 600 miles on our car,
and spent $75 in gas to drive her to another state. All because
she wouldn't be "safe" sitting in someone's back seat
on Sunday. Those people got home perfectly safe and sound, and
even talked to her when they were halfway home to say that the roads
weren't that bad! Sunday afternoon/evening, I was SO pissed that
she stayed that I kept myself busy by cooking and baking, and ignoring
her presence (still planted firmly into our couch). DH told me
that I should be nice to her and "apologize" because I
was making her feel bad. He said that she thinks I'm mad at her
and that I hate her. Gee, really? I refused. I told him that
I will be nice when I hear ONE comment come out of her mouth that's
close to an apology for all the inconvenience she's caused. For
example, "I'm sorry for this weekend. I hate that my son has
to drive me home". Nothing. She just huffed around like she
was the queen of everything, and we should all cater to her needs.
Even though I was sick all weekend, I waited on her all weekend.
I repeatedly made her peppermint tea to help with her stomach, I
got her cold medicine, I cooked meals that would "agree with
her", etc. Lord help me. I have to see this crazy baboon
of a woman again on Christmas.
Signed - I Would Rather
Set Myself On Fire Than Spend More Time With My Crazy MIL
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