Seriously, just tired of it. It has been non-stop for a week now. Let's see.....
1)Grandma (BM's mom) asked for a raise. No joke. When my husband stopped laughing, he said "NO". After, as I read the email, the irony is the increase is equal to what WE pay (50%). Interesting..... Obviously, denied.
2)We told the skids we would be pretty unreachable last night. For the adults in the room, my husband took me to one of those "Sybaris" suites, with a pool in the room. It was very romantic and relaxing and just what the doctor ordered. Just take a wild guess at how many calls were on the cell phones from her? 14 in four hours. Every message the same, "Call me!" Obviously, we didn't. My mom actually had the cell phones and figured if it were an emergency, she would say so so she didn't call us. When we got home late last night, there was an email about how, "What if there were an emergency?" We told her before to leave a message with the emergency in it and we would respond accordingly, which means my mom would have called us if it were truly an emergency :)
3)We (all four adults....me, my H, BM and her H) agreed that the majority of the communication would be via email. Keep phone to minimum so that when we DO need to communicate in person or by phone, hopefully, we will be able to deal with each other. It has worked wonderfully for a while now. Sunday night, as we are sitting on the deck enjoying a glass of wine...the phone rings. We let it go to VM (remember, we "turn off" our ringer at 9:00 on a non-school night....which we had stopped because she had stopped the incessant calling....guess we need to go back). Few minutes later, another call. Few minutes later, another call, which woke up my son and he answered it (it is the kids line, after all). My h gets on and reminds her that after 9:00 emergency calls only out of respect of each home. Of course, this was dire. Do we have sd's visor? What? He hung up on her. Three calls for a visor at after 10:00pm? Even funnier, the next day there is a message on VM that she found it in her car. Whatever :)
4)Today: the straw that makes me need a strong drink :) We have plans tonight. We are going to a baseball game. BM knows this. She has known this for a while because we asked (without the kids knowledge) if they could go and she said no. We bought the tickets. Guess what message is on our home voicemail when I called to check? The skids can go and she told them and they are sooooo excited. Hmmm...obviously, I bought the tickets already. So I return her call and tell her this and tell her even if I could get three tickets, they would be nowhere near ours. To which she says, "Well XXX (my husband) can sit with OUR kids and you can sit with yours (since I have two and could sit in the other three seats with them)". I started to tell her no and next time, give us ONE answer or at least call and see if they can still go if she changes her mind. But at this point, sorry about your luck. Not to mention, I bought the tickets a while back and got first base line tickets for us. Now, the other three would be in the upper deck, nosebleed. So I called her bluff. I offered to buy FOUR tickets in the other section and she or her husband could take them so they aren't disappointed :) Needless to say, she was stunned. Now, it is all back on her. If the kids don't go, it is her decision. I told her to let me know by four and I will meet her at the ticket window at a set time and buy the tickets.
There was no way she was twisting this into another one of her "let's split the family" trips. If they don't go, it is all on her. If she does, it will be well worth the extra $25 ticket to keep the skids from getting hurt in her game.
Whewwwww! I feel better getting it off my chest. We are going camping this weekend Saturday and Sunday alone. This is the skids weekend with their mom in her extended visitation ane my kids are with their dad. My ex jokingly told me to leave my h's cell with him :) Maybe I should :) LOL!
If she put 1/2 the effort in getting along that she does in the drama......
It is not in the stars to hold
our destiny but in ourselves.