Sat. was just a work in the yard day. W worked and me and the kids cut grass and spread rock and just messed around outside. I let all of the kids drive the tractor with the trailer behind it. The older boys can do it by themselves and I let the little ones steer while sitting on my lap. They all help load the trailer, then we empty it on the brush pile or load it with rocks. They think it's a big deal. Anyway, W got home at 2:00, took a nap, made supper and went to bed at 8:30. Not much conversation. I was friendly but didn't instigate anything.
Sun., the kids and I went to church. The twins served at church again. This time, they both did it without an older server to help them out. They were excited and did a great job. Later, a friend called and said she had tickets to the baseball game if we wanted to go. She had 4 tickets. When W got home, I told her about it and asked if she wanted to go, we would take the twins. If she didn't, I would take them and D6. My friend has a D the same age and they get along and play together well. We then got offered two more tickets. W said she didn't really want to go, and I said no problem. I will take the three kids and she could keep S4 with her.
As we were getting ready, she changed her mind and said she would go. Okay, good deal. A day for the whole family.
Well, the fun started almost immediately: Put on different clothes, you can't wear those shoes, we don't have any sunscreen, she can't find the soft cooler, we don't have any plastic water bottles to take along, on and on. We didn't have to leave for an hour and had plenty of time to get ready and pick up what we needed.
We get to the game, got our free food that was included with the tickets and she started getting calls and txt on her phone. Told the kids to hurry up and eat and was constantly on them about something. I asked her about the phone calls. She said her friend at work, who's husband died about a month ago, didn't show up for work or call the night before and she was worried about her. Some other girls at work were calling and trying to get a hold of her, too. So, the whole night she was on the damn phone. Said she should have just went to her house. I asked why she didn't. She said she didn't want to make me mad. Yeah, right. That's never stopped her before.
On the ride home, I said, I know you think I'm a jerk, but you could have went to friends house, you didn't have to go to the game, I just asked so you wouldn't feel left out and the kids wanted you to go. Why did you go if you knew you wouldn't have a good time? She said it was fine, she's just worried about friend. We talked a little on the way home, didn't get the silent treatment at least.
We got home, got the kids in bed and got ready for bed ourselves. She was asleep on the couch and I went to bed and slept like a rock.
I handled myself well most of the time. I did let my "bad attitude" show once when she was bitc#ing about how much ketchup and mustard I put on the hot dogs, got the wrong kind of soda, not enough napkins, etc... I said, "fine, why don't you do it all. I was trying to get everyone situated while you and the kids sat at the table. That's food and drinks for six people, I could have used a little help. Why don't we just go home and forget about the whole thing?" Not good, I know. I recovered quickly and made sure I had a good time and so did the kids. I just let her be the rest of the night.
I do wonder why she even came.
That was a lot longer than I expected. I think I know what to expect from her and she always manages to surprise me. Is it good that she went? IDK. I guess I'm getting caught up in the wonderful world of limbo again. She won't leave, but doesn't really seem like she is doing anything to help the M. I know it won't happen overnight, but....
