fury. furied. furious.

I am absolutely livid right now. Today started off innocently enough; MIL wanted to go over to her friend’s house to make eggrolls (MIL’s eggrolls are locally famous or something lol). She said if it was okay with us (Me and DH) that she would take our older daughter (OD) with her; she’d be home around noon/1:00.

Because she let BIL have her car all the time (because he’s too much of an idiot to figure out how to get his own and drove the last car he had into the ground and doesn’t save his money), she was all nice to DH after not talking to him for a few days (because of him pressuring her to move back home) and asked him (DH) to give her a ride to BIL’s place of work to pick her car up, and then after the eggrolls were done she’d drive herself and our oldest home.

Well BIL wasn’t at work yet so DH drove her to her friend’s house. We (DH, myself, and our younger daughter (YD)) went out for breakfast, went grocery shopping, and came home. Not more than 10 minutes after we got back, (about 2 – 2 1/2 hours after dropped them off), MIL called asking DH for a ride home. DH asked where BIL was; wasn’t he supposed to drop the car off? They went back and forth like that for a few minutes and MIL got pissed and hung up on DH. I told DH in no uncertain terms that I did not like the idea of MIL being in charge of our oldest when she was so angry at DH. He agreed and went to pick them up.

No more than 5 minutes after he left the phone rang and it was our daughter, saying she wanted to come home. I assured her that Daddy was coming to pick her up and that he’d be there pretty soon (which she responded to with a cheerful “Okay!”). I hung up and I. was. PISSED.

How fucking immature do you have to be to use a CHILD to relay your messages? How DARE she use our daughter like that, and put her in the middle? I can see it, just as clearly as if I’d been there, now – MIL telling our daughter that Daddy didn’t want to pick them up.

So DH, OD, and MIL get back and MIL goes upstairs to get some clothes together to wash, acting (towards me) like nothing was amiss. I go outside and DH says that he told MIL she has to be out by the end of the month.

Apparently she got in the car and acted like nothing was wrong, and DH told her “we have a problem” (mostly because of the way she was talking to him on the phone (demanding he pick her up) and then hanging up on him).  DH took her by BIL’s place of work, and “Oh, well why didn’t he call me back?” Uh, because he’s a selfish douchebag? She got in her car and that was that.

Anyway, I was putting the last of the groceries in the freezer and she hands me money saying that she doesn’t expect things for free. So, she’s TOTALLY MISSING THE FUCKING POINT OF WHY SHE NEEDS TO LEAVE! She thinks that DH wants her out because of $$; when in actuality it’s because she’s got her own house and we want ours back to ourselves.

What pisses me off the most is the way she used OD like that.  How we’re supposed to be the bad guys in all of this.

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  1. dave

     /  July 8, 2009

    I’m actually a bit furied to find that furied isn’t a real word! That spelling is of or having fur, and there is no ‘ed’ version of furious. I was brought here in trying to find out more info.


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