To say it was a busy weekend, there was a lot going on. Now DH (Darling Husband) has been fighting a cold all last week. We pushed the drugs - I pushed him to the other side of the bed, but alas Friday morning I woke with a head clogged full of crap and no OTC medication putting a dent in it.
Friday was Dad's appreciation dinner, Shriner's event, dinner with the family, less my sister who was wheeling her way home from a work event in Oklahoma! of all places. Ate dinner, got a present - wasn't expecting - and went home and went to bed. I was feeling awful!
Up Saturday morning - later than usual, got my hair done and basically sat around all day before we went to my company's Holiday party. Which actually was quite nice, came home, and went to bed. Slept in Sunday morning later than usual! Putzed, took my father-in-law out to a very nice dinner, really enjoyed it. I know they feel bad that their daughter (DH's Sister) won't talk to them. I feel bad but its their bed and they made it.
Last night I was awake half the night and decided to stay home and work at home. No one saw it was a problem - after they heard me. It's better I am home And going to bed early tonight.
So in a new twist in the daily living; I get a call from my father. HE wanted to vent! About my mother and the incident that occurred between my brother and our mother. Apparently my mother had to say in the middle of the kids party at the Shrine that she would never move in with her children - aka him. As right now - my poor brother is having to re-arrange his house and his life to move his father-in-law into his home. Yeah. I know my parents are disappointed, as they give him a ton load of fancy tools and now they are buried in the garage because of dogs, puppies and now fathers-in-law. I get it - but its his life, family and wife. Mama - as much as you want to still be mama-bear and protect your boy - his life has been his for neigh on 25 plus years, he's got kids and wife and while his decisions or lack there of to keep peace in his house do not match our thoughts - its all his.
I called my sister - who thinks like my mama, everything is a deal - big or otherwise - Sis is getting better and I learned that my brother called my sister and they talked. I think that was a wonderful development. So the kids have talked and now we have to see what the devil is whispering in my mother's ear to stay such stupid things. You can think things aren't right - but saying it - well some things are best left unsaid.
It serves the household here when dealing with the other side of the family. No one wants to hear that their decisions aren't good, right, or going to get you or someone on a right path - you can't change it. You can't fix what you think is stupid, but you can stand by and offer a hand up with things slip. And that hand comes with words of "I love you" and "I'm sorry" and keep the "I told yous" to yourself.
Or find a friend, have lunch, vent and release it all to the universe, it will absorb it and not land on your family.
Still love them all - goofy decisions - and I'm sure they all scratch their heads at mine too... goes around and comes back and bites you in the backside.
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