I think folks are keen on pushing my buttons to see how far I will go. Or maybe they really are just that obtuse, just floating along on this cloud of delusion that everybody loves them. Never once considering that there is someone out there that dreams of drawing and quartering them, then mounting their skull on a pike. Or something similar.
I try to keep a civil tongue, mainly because I was raised to respect my elders, even when they are being less than respectful to me. I am also shedding this toxic mentality so that my kids will never be afraid to tell me when they have been less than amazing human beings. So I am stuck in this dichotomy of respecting old people who have done nothing to earn my respect other than be born decades before me, and allowing young people to flat out argue with me over things I absolutely know to be true. It’s exhausting.
And all of this is relevant when I tell you that my Tiny Monkey’s paternal grandmother has nothing but contempt for me, does little to conceal it, but then speaks to me on occasion as if we have a close relationship. She offers unsolicited advice and opinions on everything I do. And out of deference to my partner, I kept my mouth closed, and trusted that he would set her straight. Spoiler alert: that never happened.
So now my partner is my ex-partner. We share child, so of course there has to be some communication between us. But I expected that with the dissolution of our partnership my obligation to communicate with his mother would cease. Oh, were I so lucky. If you read my last post, you know that she was trying to shoehorn her way into a PTA meeting for my daughter’s school – from 2500+ miles away! I think he got to her before I could, and she dropped out before I could address it. So now she is back to being insulting, minus the abrasiveness. And she had the nerve to copy my mother on this bullshit email she sent.
I am not going to go into detail about the contents of the email, because it is ridiculously irrelevant and boils down to her giving a few pointers on how to do things the way she did them. I interpret that to mean that she believes that I am fucking up and I am doing it all wrong. At these times I would like to remind her that this is not my first rodeo, and my oldest child did graduate college and go on to be a productive member of society. Her only child did not graduate college (after making several attempts) and as has yet “failed to launch”. So who is the more qualified parent here?
Y’all, the gloves are officially off. I hope y’all started that go fund me campaign because it’s about to get ugly. This is really the last warning I’m going to give her. I hope she is smart enough to take the hint. Because the next step will be drastic, and NOBODY is going to be happy, but I will be slightly more pleased than everyone else involved.
Chaotically Controlled 