10 days since my last post about The Hag - the toxic MIL. We had ridiculous drama where she thought MM WAS LYING ABOUT HIS INABILITY TO TAKE THE WITCH FOR A MEDICAL APPOINTMENT AS HE HAD COVID.
Slave Son takes her for a cancer check up for this thing on her face. Its very risk free cancer and might require treatment in three months. She was absolutely vile to Slave Son, but he’s made his life shit by not standing up to her. I have no sympathy.
All good here. We went away at the weekend. No phone calls.
This evening she rings complaining about her block of flats. Neighbour below has her TV on ery loud. I’m surprised the Hag can hear as her TV is loud enough and on constantly. Hag keeps going down to complain and this is causing friction. Having seen The Hag at first hand, i doubt very much that she’s civil. She is unable to be. So, huge war has broken out.
Mr Monkey: talk to the caretaker, talk to the Housing Association or i can go round.
Hag: no . i hate it here.
Mr Monkey: you have the option of moving to a really nice flat in sheltered accomodation.* Monkey got you at the top of the waiting list a couple of years ago, but she cancelled it as you didn’t want it.
*shop, cafe, hairdressers on site. Support if needed.
A bout of word salad as she can’t remember, despite having gone there for lunch with her one and only friend and using the hairdresser there last week. Hag has selective memory to suit the situation. The same is true of her fraility and her hearing. Unable to do ANYTHING when shes had to stay here (dreadful), but claims she can do absolutely everything herself (and pretty much does, apart from washing her filthy clothes out of choice) so the Carers can’t do anything.
Hag: it’s too expensive
MM: it’s perfectly within your budget
Hag: i’ll just go and live with Slave Son.*
*death trap stairs, no spare room, totally unsuitable and it would destroy him.
Obviously, aimed to guilt trip MM.
Total bollocks.
The place the fucking bitch wants to live is here AND THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN.
MM no longer feels guilty or obliged. That ship has sailed. I’m well past giving any kind of fuck about the horrible bitch.