last year when i packed up to move out

Mother-in-law shared her honest opinion of me. I hope she enjoys her relationship with her son and grandchildren.

I met my husband when we were 17. We got married several years later and just celebrated our 20th anniversary.  I know this man, I have seen how much he remembers things.

My relationship with his father was always tense. With his mother, it seemed we were close but about 7 years ago I realized she had never and would never consider me part of the family (this was at the point my husband and I had spent half our lives together, with a great future foreseen). I acknowledged the issue and tried to move ahead in a positive way to support my husband and allow my children to have access to their grandparents.  

Last Christmas there was a HUGE blow-up at the in-laws’ house. His father started in on me, then his sister and finally his mom. When my hubby walked out of the room to pack our things and go home early (a 2 hour drive), his mother took a moment to say some of the most horrible things about me I have ever heard. Things about my personality, my parenting skills, my friendships, even my mother and sisters.

I admit, I responded with one very unladylike sentence.

Since that day, I have not contacted her nor communicated with her. The revenge though has been sweet: the boy she raised, who married me and has become an amazing man, is now in charge of the relationship with his parents. This means he (not I) sets up visits, buys and sends birthday cards, calls them every week or two.

Or not.

Because you see, this wonderful man is extremely forgetful and doesn’t plan ahead well. ADHD can be difficult that way. Every few weeks for 9 months I have heard him say things like, “Oh shoot, last week was their anniversary,  wasn’t it? I forgot to send them a card.” Or, “Man, I haven’t called my mom in a couple of months. Oh well, maybe tomorrow. ”

I am not keeping him from anything. I would not have a problem with him taking our children for a visit - they have seen their paternal grandparents twice in 9 months (my parents live in the same town we do, so my kids have a good, strong relationship with their maternal grandparents). But I know him, I know me, and I know how our relationship has worked since we were 17.

I have received a few emails asking if we are coming for a visit. This week we again received a card in the mail “reaching out. ” They have called him a few times to try to set something up, but (as I could have told them) in our relationship, I am the one who finalizes most plans and whoops! Hands off for me!

TL;DR Hope my in-laws are enjoying their empty mailbox, unused guest room, and the phone that isn’t ringing. Their son is over 40, they need to deal with him directly. Oh, too bad, ADHD.

EDIT: Gold!? AND no more relationship with my in-laws? It’s like I’ve won twice! Thank you!

Mother-in-law shared her honest opinion of me. I hope she enjoys her relationship with her son and grandchildren.

I met my husband when we were 17. We got married several years later and just celebrated our 20th anniversary. I know this man, I have seen how much he remembers things.

My relationship with his father was always tense. With his mother, it seemed we were close but about 7 years ago I realized she had never and would never consider me part of the family (this was at the point my husband and I had spent half our lives together, with a great future foreseen). I acknowledged the issue and tried to move ahead in a positive way to support my husband and allow my children to have access to their grandparents.

Last Christmas there was a HUGE blow-up at the in-laws’ house. His father started in on me, then his sister and finally his mom. When my hubby walked out of the room to pack our things and go home early (a 2 hour drive), his mother took a moment to say some of the most horrible things about me I have ever heard. Things about my personality, my parenting skills, my friendships, even my mother and sisters.

I admit, I responded with one very unladylike sentence.
Since that day, I have not contacted her nor communicated with her. The revenge though has been sweet: the boy she raised, who married me and has become an amazing man, is now in charge of the relationship with his parents. This means he (not I) sets up visits, buys and sends birthday cards, calls them every week or two.
Or not.
Because you see, this wonderful man is extremely forgetful and doesn’t plan ahead well. ADHD can be difficult that way. Every few weeks for 9 months I have heard him say things like, “Oh shoot, last week was their anniversary, wasn’t it? I forgot to send them a card.” Or, “Man, I haven’t called my mom in a couple of months. Oh well, maybe tomorrow. ”

I am not keeping him from anything. I would not have a problem with him taking our children for a visit - they have seen their paternal grandparents twice in 9 months (my parents live in the same town we do, so my kids have a good, strong relationship with their maternal grandparents). But I know him, I know me, and I know how our relationship has worked since we were 17.
I have received a few emails asking if we are coming for a visit. This week we again received a card in the mail “reaching out. ” They have called him a few times to try to set something up, but (as I could have told them) in our relationship, I am the one who finalizes most plans and whoops! Hands off for me!

Too Long; Didnt Read Hope my in-laws are enjoying their empty mailbox, unused guest room, and the phone that isn’t ringing. Their son is over 40, they need to deal with him directly. Oh, too bad, ADHD.

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Oh, sorry, did I throw that away?

So, my boyfriend of 3 years broke up with me 3 hours ago. He made his decision while I was out of town last week, but waited a week to break up with me. And he couldn’t even look me in the face when he told me…he just kept playing his computer game.

To make it even worse, we live together. He’s moving back to IL within the next month (coincidentally, our lease ends at the end of July). Which means I’ve got to scramble to figure out where I’m going to live, split up our stuff, get my own things packed… it’s a goddamn clusterfuck.

So, what better time to be petty, amirite?

Starting with this pizza crust. My (now ex) bf HATES to waste food. When I eat pizza, I always give him the crusts, as I’m not overly fond of crust. But not this time. Nope. That crust is going right in the trash. Right on top. Can’t miss seeing it.

In fact, I’m still hungry. Better add a second crust to the trash!

Edit He’s cooking right now. I know he’s seen the crusts.

I’m going to move the pizza crusts to the top of the trash every day.

Edit 1 So, a lot has happened in the last 27 hours. I ate another piece of pizza and added the crust to the pile. My ex has made me food (out of guilt) that I will not eat. Fuck you and your guilt tabouleh, C! And, of course, with all the cooking, I’ve had to move the crusts back to the top of the trash. My cat won’t let me out of his sight and keeps snuggling with me… he knows something is up. I left my landlord a voicemail with the basic information (ex broke up with me and is moving, I’d like to stay here for at least a few months) and my landlord (who I have become friends with during my two years as his tenant) came to my door to tell me that I can stay in the house for as long as I want! That we will work out a rental rate. That this is my home. That I’m like a daughter to him, and I’m a good person, and to not forget that I have family and friends who love me. I bawled so hard, for about the tenth time today. Pretty sure I won’t be able to wear my contact lenses or makeup all week with all the damn spontaneous crying.

So, things are looking better than they looked yesterday. I’m very thankful for my friends and family. And my cat, of course!