Friday Bitchfest

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OMG - raising children is so hard! It seriously has to be the hardest job in the world. The older they get the harder it is. Sometimes I think I would rather have 3 two year olds, than 3 teen/preteen children. As parents we know what is best for them, but as pig headed children... I mean blossoming individuals, they just push so hard against the people we are trying to mold them into.



It is like trying to herd ADD cats on a mouse farm





Crisis averted. MIL not moving in with us. In fact, she's still in TREATMENT. They are going to put chemo or radiation or whatever directly into her brain and there's a pretty good chance it's going to REVERSE what's going on and take her cancer back to a "chronic illness" state.

Are you thinking, "WTF is she bitching about then?"

MIL doesn't want to be able-bodied and good to go. She wants her family that she has ignored and betrayed viciously for the last three years to gather around her in a nonstop candlelit vigil, run errands, and pretend like the last three years never happened. Today she called and told my husband he would be taking her to the store and the bank on Saturday "since he works during the week." She didn't ask if we had plans, didn't ask if there were things we needed to do, just placed her order and moved on about her business. Not like it's Easter weekend and I have eggs to dye, kids Easter baskets to prep. Nope, your business, as always, is MORE important.



I'm just... tired. It seems the more interaction I have with the people in this god-forsaken town I live in, the more I realize how narrow minded, two faced, back stabbing, and mean most of them are. Not all, no, there are some truly nice people here, but it's like trying to find the nice guy in the Third Reich.
They'd just as soon stab you in the back than tell you the truth, and most of them don't have the IQ to use a sharp knife.

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