.... for knowing for the past 3 years that FIL's eyesight was deteriorating to the point where he can no longer drive, but refusing to get behind the wheel herself (passed her test years ago but he has always done all the driving) and now they have sold the car and will be relying on lifts (from me!) and buses (which they are reluctant to take because they never come on time and there are lots of weirdos on them, apparently.)
We live 8 miles away (a fortunate coincidence to do with me and DH both getting jobs near to where he was brought up) but now it feels as if it might as well be 80. I already do all of the organising of get togethers and now I selfishly feel that we have had none of the benefit of living close to family (they haven't exactly been falling over backwards to help out or even pop in since we moved 2 years ago) and have ended up in a 'caring' role (taking them shopping, taking them to hospital appointments etc) much earlier than we would have done if she was happy to pootle along the B road to our town once in a while.
I know, I know - it's a generational thing - but I am so used to my completely independent mother (sam age as MIL) driving around the country (including thinking nothing of doing a 170 mile round trip in a day to come and see us) that I am feeling annoyed and do not want to express this to DH as none of it is his fault (none of it is anyone's fault really). So I am ranting on here.