So I wake up this morning and walk to the living room. My little dog is by my side and just before I open the door so he can go "do his business" he stops and starts growling. "Funny, he only growls at Nana" I thought. Just then I look over at the couch and sure enough there she is, sunken into my sofa like Jabba the Hut sound asleep.
I guess I should do a little catch up here.
My mother-in-law is still mooching off me but has a new job 90 miles away. She only comes back on her 3 days off. A partial reprieve from her and the BS and at this point I'll take whatever I can. The fact that she was here in itself is not surprising but that she is on the couch is. She still has her room in the basement so why is she up here. As I pick up the dog to take him out the answer becomes crystal clear.
My brother-in-law and his wife (Crack Whore Betty) have finally split up. I know it is sad but inevitable as they just weren't compatible. He was a lazy bum and she was open for business and was rather friendly to a few of the officers when they visited her at her night shift job at the convenient store. One evening she was ranting about something and he questioned some pictures that were on her cell phone. Seems it was her and a few others and no one seemed to have any cloths on. This upset her and she began to slap him. Now, for all his faults I have to admit that he did get a job and was doing OK with it. He is also not one to hit anyone, much less a (I use this loosely) woman. He calls the police to have her removed from the property and they show up. It is at this point that he should have realized the odds were against him as she knows most of the swing shift cops. They look at her with no marks, then him with a bloody lip and bruises starting and ask "What is going on?" She looks at them and says "He hit me." Before he could say "WTF" he was in the cruiser and on his way.
Lesson: Stay away from crazy b!tches!
So he has spent his money on bail and a lawyer and had to move out of his apartment. Player didn't take long to move in with another girl. Sometime between then and now something went south.
I step out onto my front porch and there sits his truck. I now know why the mother-in-law is on the couch. The brother-in-law has her room. And of course he has his kids (from his first girl friend) this weekend.
As I sit here at McDonald's and use their free WiFi I ponder how far I could get on a full tank of gas.
I wonder if the weather in Canada is getting cold yet
