Sooky La La's

Turns out it was a typical sooky la la conversation with FIL.

Starting with "We haven't heard from you since Christmas" - sook sook woe is me.
Umm....hello?
They cracked the shits Christmas Day anyway because they 'had' to ring us.
Poor things I dunno how they cope.

Then it was 'When are you going to send us your shift roster?'

Big A told him that Z17 has bought a car - all he could say was 'Oh right'.

He then told FIL about what Z17 wanted to do work wise.
Straight up 'No, he doesn't want to do that'.
Ummm...yes, he does, or he wouldn't be pursuing it.
He is nearly 18 and at the end of the day it's his choice - not theirs - they are NEVER going to try and control my kids.

Then it was all 'So what's happening with Z17's birthday...blah blah we need to book flights'
Big A told him we haven't organised anything yet - excuse us we are just in the middle of trying to get Z17 his licence, running him to and from work at all hours of the day and night, trying to sort out my health issues, continuing to try and get Small Man back to normal, Big A is on shift work and I have been flat out organising Christmas & celebration parties and Christmas dinner and working, throw in buying Z17's first car....but apart from that we have been bone friggen idle in the last month or so.

And his birthday isn't til the end of June!

In the end Big A ended the conversation with 'Gotta go - see ya'.

And they wonder why we don't ring.

MIL has gotten pissed and carried on at our wedding, Big A's 30th Birthday and FIL's 60th birthday - just to name a few.
I told Big A this morning if she starts to carry on at Z17's birthday I'll throw her out.
I'm not kidding.
And I really don't want them staying here either.
The bullshit routines they go on with drive me insane.
We don't have a spare room (well we do but it is set up as an office with little floor space these days) and it means Small Man has to sleep on the floor in Z17's room - he needs to sleep in his own bed.

So let's just see how that goes down.

Pah.

I am trying not to let this seep into me....the anger and frustration...trying to just be angry now, spit out how I feel, write a ranty email to my friend and then let it slide on by...like I'm teflon coated ha ha!...or it would chew me up.

And I don't need their crap weighing me down.....and they don't get to chew me up.

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