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From cats to mosquitoes

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Apparently, there are no mosquitoes in skid’s city, because oh boy is it an issue. Actually, it’s an issue every year when she’s here.

Yes, we live in the south. Yes, bugs are a problem in the summertime, but they’re not nonexistent where skid lives. We know this because we used to live there too.

Last night, skid was mouthing something to MIL in our kitchen, in an attempt to keep it on the down-low that she was getting bit (walking from the car into our home, I assume?) and needed mosquito bite medicine pronto. 

You’re so vain, skid.

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Oh, skid. GTF over yourself.

You, taking selfies with your iPhone selfie ring light, while sitting at our dining room table amongst conversing adults, was downright comical to watch from afar. Your dad’s secondhand embarrassment for you was palpable.

You’re quite the self-absorbed and dimwitted BM 2.0 version in the making aren’t you?

This clueless, lack of common sense shtick of yours while getting a high priced education makes your dad want to cry.

Skid + (our) cats

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My DD (5.5) informed me today that “skid is allergic to cats,” and I AM HERE FOR IT.

Seriously, I am overjoyed at the thought of this so-called allergy keeping her far, far away.

Funny that skid had no issues being around our two cats last summer...

Also, my in-laws have an indoor cat. A blind geriatric one - but, a cat. 

Well, that didn’t take long.

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Skid and in-laws were here when I got home from work, and DH had the charm turned-up to 11 with me the moment I stepped foot in the door. 

Then with skid (almost 13) he was:

“Yes, baby.”

”Okay, baby...”

”Bye baby”

He’s cooking throughout all the comments to skid. I just look at him as if to say, ‘Oh yeah? Already?’

I point it out to him the moment after her and in-laws step out the door to leave and he immediately apologizes in an EXTREMELY defensive manner. 

Skid will be here in a few days...

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and I am NOT looking forward to it.

Mostly, she stays at the in-laws house, so she can be doted on, catered to, fed all the fast food her heart desires, and ran to and from summer camp.

This means she will spend a lot of her days with my FIL while MIL is at work, which his hilarious, because all he does is sleep, like literally falls asleep sitting up, if he doesn’t have a task to tend to. Even when he does, it’s difficult because of his habitual tardiness and sleepiness. 

I overheard Skid’s summer break itinerary

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Yes, you read that right. Overheard, because I’m never given this information face-to-face. 

And why would anyone? I mean, I obviously don’t care and don’t want to be bothered with any of it (in the big picture this is absolutely correct, btw), but I will be forced into a place of having some feelings/opinions about things at some point.

O/T: inappropriate workplace drama

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I’ve been working part time for a few months. I love my job. LOVE it. The one and only downside is that I work with someone who I’ve known for a long time - longer than I’ve known my husband. Someone who has always given off the vibe that he wanted to be more than just platonic friends. In fact, he had a mini meltdown when he found out that my now DH and I moved past the just friends part and started dating. 

An update ** waves “Hi!” **

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Not much is new. 

MIL is is full arse-shining mode with me, given we’re in the homestretch of Skid’s tentative summer visitation. She generally arrives sometime around the end of May, so MIL puts in the extra effort to get me onboard with the game plan, holding out hope that I’ll miraculously start doting over Skid and playing babysitter all summer.

After last summer’s shenanigans? No way. 

Sorta O/T: Marriage counseling

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I’ll preface this with I’ve always wanted us to go to marriage counseling, starting years ago.

I reached my proverbial tipping point a couple weeks ago and insisted that we go - preferably before the end of the year and especially before I’m forced to engage with DH’s parents on Christmas.

I hopped on Good Therapy, found a local therapist that met our crazy schedule needs and specialized in high conflict marriage counseling. I called and made an appointment.

Therapist wanted to do a solo appt each, with the third appointment being our first couple session.

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