Where have I been? I've attempted to write here a few times, but I always come back to thinking about the Queen and I just get so bogged down with that crap. Art, last entry you asked if she was really that bad, I don't think she's evil. In my book to be evil you have to be making conscious desisions to be actually do evil. She doesn't think what she's doing is evil, hell most of the time she doesn't even think she's doing the things that she actually does. (ok, did that last sentence even make sense? No, didn't think so!)
Every time I start to write this I start to try and explain what I mean about
her. I start to give examples of the things that she's done in the past,
but it takes forever to write it all out. Hubby was watching me earlier
and he began to laugh at me, asking if I was trying to write a novel or
something. There are 19 years of crap that she's pulled.
She is immature, she plays games and she lies. She says that she doesn't
remember any of the stuff that she's been accused of doing. I don't
believe her, I don't think anyone can be that delusional.
When Hubby was a kid he got into some trouble. She shipped him to a
private school, she never visited him, she didn't call and there weren't any
letters sent ever. During his holidays he either stayed at the school or
went to a friends house. During summer break the school offered a canoeing
holiday. There were two sessions and it was mandatory that each student
participate in at least one. Hubby always went on both. He was into
marathon running and snowshoeing and his parents never went to any of his meets,
he sang in the school choir and they put on many large performances, his parents
never went.
Once she did try to punish Hubby by holding his hand over the gas stove while
the flame was on. If her niece hadn't been there, who knows what she would
have done. I got the details of that event direct from her mouth.
She told me this with a large smile, like she was telling me about the time she
taught him to tie his shoes, she was so full of pride. Idiot!
She told me at my wedding that I no longer needed my Mom because now I had
her. This was long before my Mom began her crazy ways.
When there were family events she always asked Hubby and the kids to go, she
made damn sure I knew that I wasn't welcome. This woman would come into my
home and grunt at me like an animal when I said hello and asked how her day was
going.
She always called during nap time and asked to take the kids to the park or to
the tax office, or doctors office or some other place that you don't want to be
sitting and waiting with a three year old running around acting all bratish from
boredom. My kids lived by a schedule, I looked after my room mates son at
that time. My room mate used to get up at 4:30 in the morning to get to
work. If the kids lived by their schedule, most days they didn't wake up
when Room mate left. I always told her she could take the kids when they
woke up, but it was Bingo time then and we all know that Bingo addicts wont give
up one night to hang with their grandkids.
When my Hubby went away for a while she would talk to him on the phone and
tell him that I was having wild parties and that all manner of men were coming
and going. Yeah, Geeker, Baldy and Best Bud. And all of them were
coming by to help me out and keep me company so I didn't go stir crazy.
She knew it was them, since she'd known them for almost 15 years at that point.
She was just trying to ruin my marriage.
It was around then that I stopped talking to her for a year. I would not
look at her on the street, I would not answer her phone calls, if she came to
the door I chased her away with threats of calling the police for trespassing.
She got the point.
We made up (against my better judgment) and then my father in law passed away
and she became human for a while. So much so that when she started having
trouble making ends meet we moved in with her. But she still wasn't happy,
she didn't like having the house anymore. We told her we'd buy it from her
if she wanted to get rid of it so badly. We told her to think it over, she
moved out and agreed to sell us the house. 6 months later she evicted us.
Only a few days eariler I'd asked her if she wanted the house back, she told me
no. Then she hands us eviction papers. Bitch. All she had to
do was say she didn't want to sell to us, that would have been the end of that,
we'd have left.
She let the eviction drop, we were still looking for a place though. We
aren't going to stay where we weren't wanted. We told her we were leaving
still. Hubby forgave her for being nasty about getting us out. They
had a long heart to heart and he told her that he forgave her.
Then the next day she handed him another eviction notice.
The entire time we were moving she was accusing us of trying to steal her stuff. She still accuses us of stealing from her. I can tell so much more that she has done, but I dont' want to dedicate any more time to her. If you want to read about her check out my archives from both this and my other diary. It's pass worded as well, but the name and password are the same as for this diary. Some entries might be missing, since I was starting to move them and edit them so I could have one nice long diary finally.
Thats all for now.
6:35 p.m. - February 09, 2006
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