I have to be careful with comedy, as that is part of how I got into this mess (more on that later, I'm sure). I do like to laugh, though, and I will not let this take that away. Ever.
Kind of a screwy day, so I'm just gonna unload a bit:
-Around 10am, I called my (still technically, at least) mother-in-law's to talk to my son (she watches him during the day as she has since he was around 6 mos). He was more excited than I had heard him in a while, and it struck me that it was because he knew he was staying with me this weekend. When she got back on the phone, I was tearing up pretty bad. I tried to hide it, but she may have guessed. Note: she is almost as dangerous as the W, and has been caught lying for her on a couple of occasions.
-When I got home (she brings him over in the afternoon so he can get comfortable before I get there, not to mention snoop around the house and find all the contrived evidence I leave around to hash up all my mixed signals even further), she told me that he had said to her yesterday that he was "Ready to go to My House. I've had fun at your house, but it's time for me and mommy to go home". The only reson I believe her is that he mentioned a specific thing on the phone last night that backs up her story (as close to double blind as I can get right now). Note: this is after weeks of him telling anyone that will listen, including me, that his grandmother's house "is my home now. I belong at (her house)".
-After I changed out of my work clothes, we walked her to her car, and she said that one of my sisters-in-law (whom I have had some conflict with over the years) wanted to know if it was okay to call me "just to talk" and see if I was doing okay. Real mind blower, that. I said sure, I miss all the siblings, let them know I'm doing really well, but I certainly appreciate their concern. That's the truth, but what the F*^#?
-Not an act, but a calculated action: Before she left, I mentioned that I have been very careful not to intrude in what goes on over there, but since she had brought it up I asked if he had said the "time for me and mommy to go home" thing in front of W. When she said no, I stated honestly "Good. She has a lot of pain in her life right now, I'm sure, and I think that would have really hurt her". You should have seen the look on M-I-L's face.
-As if that weren't enough for one day, me and the boy are playing chutes and ladders when my boss's daughter calls me for help in finding a local tourist attraction (read: extremely flimsy pretext to get me on the phone). This girl is very young, dumb as a stump, and, worst of all, extremely hot. Just exactly what I don't need right now.
Okay, fine, a little comedy:
Q. What is the definition of mixed emotions?
A. Watching your mother-in-law drive off a cliff in your brand new Porsche.
