She makes my head explode!

UGH! My mother inlaw (also known as Satan) is making me NUTS! She hijacked my daughter to go shopping the day of our block party. I told her that was a bad day, but she insisted that Super Girl would be home in time. She wasn't. Satan purchased 3 outfits for her and wanted to have a fashion show. I sat with my back to her and hung out at my block party. No, now was not the time. I was not giving in.

Satan then demanded that this part Friday night was the time. Nope. I'm busy then too. It was my night to spend with my kids or napping -- I wasn't sure which, but that was my plan after a heck of a week.

I had Super Girl try on the clothes this morning. I told Hubby to get the amount from Satan and we'd pay her back. No need for a fashion show, tell me the amount and I will pay you. Now she calls to say she's coming over. Like I have time for this!!! I'm working on my freaking lesson plans dammit. Hello! It is Sunday night! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!

Couldn't she just once think of MY schedule? My happy ass isn't retired like her happy ass. A simple "When would it work for you?" would be much better than "This is the time I have available, I'm coming over." Um, Hello? What about MY TIME? I tell her no.

She is making me crazy. My head feels like it is going to explode. So, I have Hubby call her and say we like all the choices and can use all 3 for various upcoming occasions. Just tell us how much and we'll pay you back. She tells him that it is too expensive and that we can't afford all three, she'll come over in a little while. Okay, that isn't at all insulting, is it?

It is Sunday Freaking Night and my mother inlaw is coming over. Remind me again that I should not threaten her with bodily harm. Remind me not to be mean. Remind me that getting angry (oh hell, ANGRIER), will only sap my energy....

So, Satan is on her way. Despite protests. Somebody save us. Please? I will not let her control me. I will focus on my plan and let her spend her time with her son. I do not need to invest my time with her.... I will not let her waste my minutes. Ugh. If only she would ask when it would be good for US. Why must everything be about HER????

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Guess what? We were on high alert for 2 hours. I made Hubby call to see what the deal was -- no answer on her cell or at home. Finally a half hour ago she calls... not coming after all. I'm not sure what her game could be, but I want to clobber her. All that stress for nothing! (Not that I spent any energy cleaning house, but still...........)