Well, funny you mention that.
My mother is a narcissist. I could go into a long, horrible, and ultimately very boring story of my childhood, but I'm not so cruel as to put any of you good folks through such gratuitous torment.
For a month all she did was bitch and moan about EVERYTHING. About 2 weeks in, Bibi had had it. Were I to detail everything my good wife has done for mom and John, you might be tempted to call me a liar, but that is really how fine a human being Bibi is. So the fact that my wife of near-infinite patience and forbearance blew a fuse at mom is saying something you just would not be able to quite fully appreciate.
Well, this Friday past mom did it again, but this time the fur really flew. So we packed her up with as much as we could fit into her Civic and I drove her back to the grand $#@! hole called "New Jersey". I unloaded her car and Pinky, Bibi's eldest daughter and her mother's child by all outward qualities, drove me to EWR. I spent the night at the Hilton at ORD and got home last night.
Bottom line: the next time I go to NJ, it will be for mom's funeral. I've endured her abuses for the last time. Don't care what she does with her estate. Give it away, burn it, send it to the cousins in Euroland. Makes no matter to me for I will not taint myself with her remnants. She chose, said she wanted nothing to do with our family, and we take her on her word. God riddance, sad as it might be in the broadest consideration, but that is how it's been all my life and I'm done, stick a fork in me.
I don't expect to be up in Braxton county any time again soon, save for Wed. when I go to court. I will state my case, try to record if I can get away with it, and they can all $#@! off if they are going to show me dishonor, which I suspect shall be the case.
I will let you all know how it goes.
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