Got the good night call while I was out for some grub, was totally upbeat and happy. Talked to S about what a great time we are going to have this weekend. He sounds pretty good. I think. Said he went to the park today and rode the swings. I told him he was a big boy, and that I was very proud of him.
W got on and brought up the swings, saying that she thinks he has forgotten the time that he fell off of one and busted his lip about a year ago (this happened when she was in the midst of her first affair, and I believe she was probably on the phone with her lover and not paying attention. Can't prove it, probably paranoia, just have to let it go). I casually metioned that I have had him on swings a couple of times recently, so it's not that surprising. Her response was just a quiet "Oh". She then made a big show about worrying about S's wellbeing for the weekend (It's possible I'll be taking him camping for the first time). You and I know that if she cared about him (or herself) in the least, she wouldn't be doing any of this, but I digress. I just told her not to worry, I've got it all covered, enjoy your weekend, we'll update you if needed.
MIL is bringing S over tomorrow (first time in a month), and will be picking him up on Monday. Remember, FIL cheated on MIL with MIL's sister, divorced her, lied to the court and blackmailed her brother to obtain custody, and physically abused her on a number of a occasions. I wonder how she justifies her enabling actions in all of this to herself?
Anywho, I kept everything just as light and airy as you could possibly ask of me. Even managed to hang up mid-goodnight.
I am so glad I am not W. If I was, I probably would not see the dawn. Unfortunately, I seriously doubt she's gonna let us off that easy.
