It's All My Husband's Fault

  She just.  Doesn't.  Stop.   Daughter decided that she was going to call The Ex on Thursday to wish her a happy Thanksgiving.  Under normal circumstances, this would be a kind gesture that would be appreciated.   But as we all know, this is The Ex that we're talking about.   After they talked for just a few minutes, The Ex asked about Daughter's Christmas present. ( Daughter is buying something that she needs through my place of work; The Ex had said she'd give her money as a Christmas gift that she could use toward it.  We are not telling The Ex that I am connected to where Daughter is buying the items from, because The Ex will be petty and spiteful and will not give her anything toward it simply because I'm affiliated with it. )  The Ex then announced that she "needs wrapping paper" ( Why is that Daughter's problem?  Buy your own wrapping paper, you're an adult. ) and asked when Daughter was coming to visit them.  Daughter ...

   A couple of weeks ago, Daughter told me that The Ex messaged her out of nowhere, asking her if she would take care of The Ex's kids if anything happened to The Ex. ( This happened two years ago.  The Ex and Ned were taking a trip somewhere and The Ex got it into her head that she might die while on the trip.  You can read about it here under the third "September 2019" paragraph. )  Daughter again told The Ex that she would, of course, take care of her siblings.  Daughter then asked The Ex what was wrong.   The Ex launched into a whiny rant about how she was so incredibly sick, she didn't know what was going on, she's never been this sick in her entire life, the doctors were running tests and tested her for COVID again, blah blah blah. ( I don't know if I mentioned it previously but this past January, a whole bunch of them tested positive for COVID - The Ex, Ned, both of The Ex's parents, and I believe at least one or two other family members. ...

   The Ex already started with her Holiday Crazy before we made it to Halloween.  Although technically, Halloween is a holiday sooo...?  I don't know, maybe Halloween has also gotten pulled into her mix of insanity.  Anyway...   About a week before Halloween, The Ex sent a message in their family group chat asking who wanted to host Thanksgiving; she said that she and Ned could do it, but the "small space isn't do able." ( Well for starters, it's spelled "doable."  And if your house is too small then you're not really able to host, are you?  That's like saying, "Would you like to come over so that I can make you coffee?  I don't have any coffee." )   The Ex then went on to say that she's willing to drive to someone else's house for Thanksgiving but Ned works on Friday, so if the dinner is held on Friday then they're not going to come.  Oh, and The Ex said she doesn't want to do it on Sunday, either. ( So in summary: ...

     I am so sorry for the lack of updates.  It's partially due to lack of contact with The Ex now that the kids are over 18; we have not spoken to her in almost a year and it's been amazing.  My silence is also partially due to the fact that my own life (work, kids' school, kids' extracurricular activities, etc) has been so incredibly busy that I have honestly barely even had time to think.  The other day, I said a small prayer of thanks because if I had this much stuff going on in my own life AND I still had to deal with The Ex and her insanity, I truly don't know how far I'd be making it.  But anyway, I'm off-topic.   This blog post is going to be a mishmash of things that have happened over the last month or two.  I'm going to try to keep it all in one post, simply because I'm going to reference back to things and don't want you to have to go looking for what I was originally talking about.  Fair warning: I feel like this post is goi...