My husband jokes/laments about his
semi-charmed life. He is the guy who wins $1000 in the lottery one day, only to wreck his car the next. So, it is no surprise to me that his
Aunt would be sent to Hospice and given a month and a half to live. You see, in a month and a half my husband has vacation time. Violet's birthday is in July. It's family tradition to *vacation at this time. This summer, Aaron's time off is doubly important because my sister, her children, her husband and our mother are coming to celebrate Violet's birthday. I lack the mental and emotional stamina necessary to withstand my mother and my brother-in-law. My sister and her two kids are fine, but the other two bring on waves nausea and fits of rage respectively. I need my husband to be here. Aaron is less than enthusiastic about seeing
my mother again, given what she put him through last time. Months ago, I told him nothing short of a funeral could get him out of helping me manage Deb and dammit he just might get one!
*We don't actually leave our house when we are on vacation, but we do fantasize about going to Disney World.
Thanks for the comment.
ReplyDeleteI read your old post "Deb", and you don't sound ANYTHING like your mother. I know she's your mother, but OMG. Isn't it a wonder how any of us turn out okay?
Good luck with the visit.