I wish she'd helpfully clean the house! But instead it's really weird things, like the garbage can or coffee pot and the like. I know I'm biased, but it's more like judgmental cleaning than helpful cleaning. Clean that sink! Vacuum that floor! Scrub that toilet! Just don't take all the things off of the bookshelf, dust it and then rearrange them to your liking. That's not helpful. Neither is rearranging my kitchen cabinets. (First I think it's rude, second, she's taller than me. I'm quite short and can only reach the front of the second shelf. There's a reason why all the lower shelves are jam packed.)

BREATHE

I'm at the apartment now and while it was quite sad and weird to leave tonight, I'm thankful for it. The kids each threw a bit of a fit today around MIL. My heart aches for them each time they act out, but in ways I'm glad that they are doing it around my MIL so she can see the affect it's having on the kids. While she is supportive of me, her advice to my H is to "do what you need to do to be happy. kids are resilient." She's welcome to still think that, but I do want her to see her kids faces and look into their eyes when they say, "Mom, I don't want to stop hugging you. I am not going to let you go. You don't go to the apartment. You stay here."


Me: 42/H: 37
T: 10 years/M: 8
D9, S8
Bomb: 7.23.07
Separated: 1.20.08
D Final 3.19.09
Affair started in '05, found out parts in 11/07. They married 11.26.09

My life is good.