Developments
Well kinda developments!
Firstly! I can still 'feel' the kissing from the other night and it still feels pretty damn amazing! Am half wishing we had exchanged numbers but don't want to complicate things even more!
MIL and FIL arrived last Thursday for their first visit up here since we moved. Means I hadn't seen them for 4 years and 4 months and 20 something days, not that I'm actually counting! LOL! Yes, MIL and I have that kind of relationship. Basically she has never liked me or me marrying W which has not helped things over the years.
SIL brought MIL to see me at work on Friday. I'm not sure why, but Friday morning I got up earlier than usual, washed and dried my hair and put on makeup. At work when I wear makeup, they always joke that I am having an affair, possibly as I don't wear it that often! Well MIL told me how wonderful I was looking! It was only a couple of minute thing and that was probably enough!
Anyway, today was a public holiday and we had planned to go for a picnic at lunch time. The kids slept over there last night giving W and I more time to ignore each other! SIL and MIL came to get the kids yesterday and MIL was appalled at the state of our house. She spent all last night blaming me! BIL and SIL defended me which was nice and said that no, it was W's fault.
Well MIL made it pretty clear she didn't want to see me so SIL suggested we call the picnic off. She brought the kids back and her 2 youngest stayed here for the day which kept our 2 entertained. I used the time to totally clean the kitchen- except the top ledge which still needs attention and the plastic containers, which are in tubs, that also need attention!
SIL rang about 4 and suggested we go down to the Esplanade for dinner and take the sandwiches we had planned for lunch. W was still in bed and had been there all day. He had an assignment due today you see. Anyway, MIL said that she wasn't going to go if W didn't go. So W got up. When they arrived just after 5 W told them I didn't want him to go. Miss I had pushed every button from 4pm and I had told her she wasn't going. I also told her she was grounded for a year for her attitude. So we all head down there. W isn't talking to me and is pretty much sulking. Miss I was devastated when I told her she couldn't swim, but we had a good chat and smoothed things over. We were pretty much communicating and W throws in comments to his mother, that Miss I could hear, that that is what always happens, I tell her off all the time. No wonder Miss I is all confused.
In the end I took SIL and nephew home as they couldn't fit everyone in their car. We thought BIL and the rest were following and I would end up taking the family home. BIL pulls up after 15 mins and has dropped W and Miss I at home. MIL talks to me in the drive saying she didn't know W was that bad and something needed to be done. She saw him on Saturday when he was fine. Anyway. She told me she thought we should separate for the kids sake. I agreed. I had said earlier that I wanted to send W back with them and MIL said that he didn't want to go and W commented that I just wanted to boot him out.
This evening W tells me again that he wished he had the guts to kill himself last year. Yadda yadda...
I start jury duty in the morning. Will wash my hair and wear make up! LOL!
Oh and to top and tail with similar things... MIL thinks I look so good that I must have a boyfriend and was telling BIL (W's brother) and SIL that I must have one and SIL said that she didn't think I did but I should! LOL! If only they knew...
1 comment:
I love checking in and see that you've written something :-)
I'm glad MIL is gaining some insight into what's going on, I imagine it's a big relief.
Enjoy the jury duty!
hugs
S.
Ps was thinking about you feeling better for a guy's interest. I can remember getting some help for a voluntary organisation from Borders and I gave the bloke a kiss on the cheek since he was being so nice. Wow, just to be that close to someone who was freshly washed and appealing LOL. I almost went back to visit him at work :-)
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