Journaling:

Well, I wasn't planning on talking to H yesterday seeing how upset I was with him for the whole MIL sitch, but after I showered and dressed, I opened my bedroom door only to find H standing right there ! Scared the you know what out of me !

Anyway, H had a big smile on his face and tried to give me a hug while leading me back in to the bedroom, but I pushed away (probably shouldn't have done that). H asked what was the matter, and I told him, "I really don't feel like talking to you right now."

I walked into the living room and he followed asking me why. The boys ran in and started talking with us then H told them to go play outside for awhile. H asked me to continue, and I told him, "You didn't tell me everything in your conversation with your mom, and she had a different story to tell." H asked what she said, so the first thing I mentioned was about him blaming her for how his life turned out. H explained that was not what he did. He said when MIL was dropping loads of questions on him, he felt overwhelmed and snapped at her. He said he asked her how would she feel if her parents asked her a hundred different questions everytime they saw her like, "Why didn't you go to college? Why don't you get a better job? Blah blah blah." He said she just took it too personally like H was coming down on her for her choices in life. Ok....I guess I can believe him about that. MIL IS overly sensitive about EVERYTHING and DOES take things very personally even if you try to joke around with her. Actually, H's whole family is like that .

H asked if there was anything else, and I said, "Yes, there is, and I hate to say it, but you lied to me about your mom saying that I'm unappreciative. You were the one who said that!" H said, "No I didn't! I didn't say that!"

Now, in the past even when I knew H was being untruthful, I would look away and leave it alone....but not now. Not this time.

I looked him straight in the eyes and said, "No, H. You're lying to me. I know how your mother is, and she never lies. NEVER!"

Then H kind of slumped in the chair and said, "Alright. I did say it. I did, and I shouldn't have. I'm sorry. I was just mad....but sometimes I feel like you don't." I said, "I'm sorry you feel that way, H, but I do. I appreciate everything that's been done for me and for everything I have. I'm always grateful for all of it. Maybe there's a particular way you'd like to see it, but I don't know what that is, and just because you think it doesn't mean I don't." H said ok, and I was right. I told him I wasn't trying to be right. I was only telling him that I AM thankful and appreciate everything.

We were talking some more about MIL and SIL. I told him I cleared things up with his mom, and everything was fine between us because now she understands where I'm at (if you know what I mean). He asked, "Have you talked to SIL?" I told him no, and right now, I don't care to. She is really acting so immature about this whole thing, and I don't feel like I owe her anything. When she's ready to behave like a mature and responsible adult then I'll talk to her....so it might be awhile . H said he agreed.

I asked H if he told the rest of his family yet about the S, and of course, he hasn't. I told him, "I'm not doing it for you and neither is your mom. S5 and (baby)'s birthday parties are coming up in September. What's going to happen when both families come together for those? My family knows, but yours doesn't. I think it's only fair that you tell them sooner rather than any later so they can have time to deal with it on their own." H was kind of staring into space and said alright, he would.

H started playing with the baby a little then said, "I was thinking of taking all 3 boys with me and holding onto them for about a week."... ...I said, "Really?!" He said yes. I told H ok, and that was up to him. He said he would either pick them up today or tomorrow and bring them back on Monday.

My goodness! What will I do with all that time to myself??!!! Hmmm...I'll have to think of something . Actually, I have been meaning to paint the living room. This would be the perfect opportunity to do so . The new bedroom door still needs to be painted as well. Geez, then I have to go paint at P's house, too, this weekend! Oh boy!

Thanks for always listening.

JV

"I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination."

Valerie

"I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination." ~ author unknown

"Piecing is not for the faint of heart." ~ sage