I take back anything I’ve said before about adoring my future mother-in-law. Right now I’d not be unhappy if I never spoke to her again, and can’t wait until she and her husband are ready to go “on the move” so he can work. At least then she’ll be far out of my hair. I hope.

It’s going beyond the whole drama about me and a job and how that’s none of her business. Oh no it’s grown quite a bit since then. I really can’t help but feel like most fiance’s would have either thrown a fit on her by now or just left. The extent to her meddling (oh wait – “helping”) is really just leaving me shell-shocked.

Yes, my car broke down and is sitting out there. It’s been waiting on Cyrus and I to decide on whether it needs to be fixed or sold. His truck had something major go on with the tire and was undrivable as well. He’s been driving her Suburban, which he had been even before the truck got fucked because of how it’s better on gas.

So she decided the other day that she was going to have his truck towed to the shop with her AAA. No questing us about it, just getting it done. My question was “is she paying for it to be fixed?” Of course not. So that turns into her calling and making an appointment at a car lot in Cy’s name and us taking a trip to Pikeville yesterday. Now we’re getting a new car. We’re not making ends meet as it is, so let’s just add another $250 payment to the monthly bills. Sounds great.

Now of course in the long run it does end up being a good decision (that Cyrus and I talked about ourselves) seeing as it’s not going to put us any better off but we won’t go back any in what we’re saving in gas. Hopefully. His truck got 13 miles or less to the gallon and the new car (2009 Ford Focus) gets 33.

So we came home stressed from her being all over him about everything yesterday but happy because it’s a big step and neither of us have had a new car and all that. So today she tells him “good news” – she’s going to have my car towed and we’re going to get it fixed. “She wants it running.” WHY THE FUCKING HELL IS THAT HER DECISION?

We really can’t afford to have it fixed. We can’t afford the extra insurance. The new car has gone from being ours to being his and I get stuck with the one that everyone has deemed as shit. It’s mine, shouldn’t I have a say-so in whether it gets fixed or not? Especially seeing as I need to come up with yet even more money to get it fixed.

Why the hell can’t she just back the fuck off and let us do things on our own? I mean really.

Sitting in the car yesterday he was like “This is huge.” I told him yeah, it was, and I never thought we’d be making such a huge step before I even got my engagement ring (this month makes us being engaged for six). It hasn’t been a big deal until all of this. “Yeah we’ll save up and get it when we have the money, it’s ok if it takes a while,” is what I told him. If we can be buying cars and forcing mine to be fixed for hundreds of dollars though I should have that ring, if nothing else as consolation for putting up with the woman I’ve grown to despise.

I’ve never felt so second rate before in my life.

Then of course there’s the stress of having to reschedule my appointment with my lawyer and thusly my filing of bankruptcy because she wouldn’t let him drive her car so I could have the truck one day. “We might go to Ashland” is what she said, and of course they didn’t go anywhere. Now I’ve been getting pushed off for days on going to the nursing home to sign papers for my mother. It’s important… but I guess not important enough.

/cries

Categories : Cyrus, Stress/Anxiety