Anyone else having one of those days/ weeks/years/lives and can't say it anywhere else?
MIL stop buying pets when you can't look after them. You're bordering on cruel with your disinterest. And stop treating your son like something you scraped off the bottom of your shoe.
Boss if you want a manager then pay me the salary. Don't give me just more than minimum wage and expect me to second your (salaried and with benefits) position. At the end of the day, it's your inheritance as the family business, not mine. Don't downgrade my legal and reasonable requests until I'm last in the queue just to prove a point. And don't be surprised if, like you, I choose this as my hill to die on.
Sorry, that was long. But cathartic.