My mother-in-law is crazy
Monday, July 09, 2012
... and living in my house. She had made this habit of spending several weeks with us every summer. This year, she arrived June 18, and is planning to leave around July 30.
I feel like an intruder in my own home. For more than a month every summer, I walk around with a knot in my stomach wanting my home - my sanctuary - back under my control.
I don't think I can last another week. Saturday, I was questioning if I would last another DAY. I want her out. I try to be understanding, but she is crazy. I can't even go into all the ways she irritates me, but here's a partial list.
* She went out and bought a new brand of toilet cleaner. Mine (Clorox) isn't good enough.
* She refuses to put my dog in her kennel when she leaves the house.
* She bad mouths our dog trainer at every turn. She can't even train hers to come when she calls or walk on hardwood floors, but our trainer who gets consistant results "sounds nutty."
* She won't park in the street, and instead parks in our 2-car driveway, forcing us to find her and get her to move every time we need to pull in or out.
* She washes the dishes - in hot soapy water - and THEN loads them in the diswasher and runs a full cycle. Won't listen when I tell her she's wasting water and energy.
* She refuses to wait until the dishwasher is full before running it.
* She tells me she has gout, and can't eat beef, chicken, tomatoes or gluten, but goes out every night and has a Big Mac or a Whopper after picking at the fish or egg dish I've made the whole family eat in deference to her.
* She buys my kids fast food at least once a day.
* She can't figure out that our cat, Merlin IS A MALE. Not "She."
* When Liam's friends come over, she pouts because I won't send them away and make Liam play with Grandma.
* Whines that we go on vacation with my parents and never with her - even though she hates flying, won't talk to anyone she doesn't know, and will never set foot in a place where she doesn't speak the language.
* Accuses me of hating her because I scheduled Liam for daycare this month - never mind her habit of arriving at our doorstep with less than a day warning, and taking off again the same way, and daycare arrangements have to be made a month in advance.
* Ignores my older son Alaric at birthdays and Christmas for the last twelve years, and then suddenly announces that "he's her favorite grandchild." and that I "sent him away from her" on his regularly scheduled annual visit to his father in North Carolina. You know, the trip he takes for the first two weeks of EVERY JULY for the last FIVE YEARS?!?!
I think next year, I'm putting my foot down. She needs to schedule a visit of no more than two weeks, with our discretion to veto, and she needs to plan the precise dates of those two weeks at least two months in advance. If she shows up any other time, I will happily provide her with a list of nearby hotels.
And I can't even vent on Facebook, because my brilliant husband signed her up and now we're "friends."