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The Wicked Witch is Gone

but not without a parting shot.

My computer crashed a couple of weeks ago. Though I managed to get it back up and running pretty quickly, I still have a lot of data and software to reinstall. That's what I've spent the better part of the morning on. My office is literally right off the living room and I can see just about every inch of the common areas.

She, of course, decides to make it sound like I'm in impregnable bunker. Her exact words:


It was nice to see you whenever you came out of your room.



I know I shouldn't let her get to me, but Jesus Christ on a Pogo Stick!!!! I meet her across town because the traffic freaks her out, take her to lunch, cook her dinner, entertain her when her son passes out drunk from the beer she knows she shouldn't have gotten him, practically tuck her in, fix her breakfast and manage to refrain from throwing anything at either of them for a whole 27 hours and she wants to insinuate I've ignored her?!?!?!

Bloody frigging Hell!

Now I'm in a very pissy mood and he's acting like she "didn't mean anything" which is not helping.

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