What is the meaning of the word vox or voxed?
I don't have a cell phone or a smart phone.
What is the meaning of the word vox or voxed?
I don't have a cell phone or a smart phone.
My mother in law is coming out again. The last time she was here, just before she left she announced, "next time I come, I'll be staying for a month". Apparently, she's decided to invite herself for two weeks instead. My husband has told her at least a dozen times, maybe two dozen, I'm not eggagerating, "you are welcome to stay, only for a week" She doesn't care if she is welcome or not, she's nuts. She doesn't have dementia, she just simply could care less how we feel. I give up. She has cataracts, they are going to do some more tests while she's here on her eyes. I have told her, we will get everything she needs, just give us a list. Oh no. She wants to drive. She wants to drive all around Surrey and Langley in our truck when she gets here. Hit every dollar store and Payless and Walmart. She says that all she needs is sunglasses.......... I give up. Guess we'll just hand her the keys and let her drive around in our truck. I don't drive, I sure as hell don't need to shop every day either. She does, it just blows my mind. I can't believe it. I tried my level best, talking common sense to her and her son. What if she runs someone over, what the hell...... I need to calm down. Hopefully her flight will be cancelled or her plane will go down,en route. She is the the worst person and a TERRIBLE guest. What the hell!!!
P.s. I know this sounds ridiculous but I am open to any suggestions. Monster in law drinks like a fish too. I hope she doesn't imbibe in tha a.m. I know she drinks plenty of wine after 3 p.m. and has a few screwdrivers before bedtime. We only keep beer in the house, Shawn has had 3 drinks in the 30 years I've known him, I like beer but he simply doesn't drink, ergo, no liquor cabinate for her to partake. Mum brings her own booze and squirrels it away in her room, except for the litres of red wine she bring upstairs and spills all over the granite counters. She doesn't drink beer. Anyway, if she goes to sleep drunk, gets up early and drives...she's probably still impaired right? I don't know, I don't possess a breathalyzer and even if I did I'm pretty sure the old chick wouldn't blow. I sure as hell am not getting up as early as she does to keep an eye on her silly ass anyways. This broad clearly drives me berserk. Oh my goodness. I hate coping with this crap. Thanks for listening. It is a clusterf*ck. There is clearly no solution that I can see.
Good grief, what a nightmare!
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
Thanks, I know. I don't think there's much to do or say. I'm pretty sure it is just something to endure. I will continue to try and look at it from a positive angle. I have no idea what that angle might be however, but there has to be one....right? Okay, maybe not. It's a nightmare for sure. Maybe I could go stay in a monestary, say I have become a tad unhinged and need to reflect on my spiritual well being......oh never mind. Shawns not gonna buy that. It's gonna be hell for sure. I remember about 18 yrs. ago when she came out, I got so stressed out I had to go to emergency. At the time, I thought I was having a heart attack. They kept me there for 4 days, I was on intravenous dilaudid and did a lot of tests. That was the best break EVER!They never really figured out what was wrong with me. As I look back, I think it was stress. The break from her worked miracles for sure. That will never happen again, I can manage stress now. I have my big girl panties now and far more knowledge,experience and maturity. I'll just smile a lot, agree a lot and pretend my hearing is shot. I can simply ask her to vaccume or dust and she'll bolt like her hairs on fire. I also know that she hates it when I sing, if she gets too weird I'll just burst into song. There's a couple options, feeling better already.
Just one more thing if you can bear with me. When I say she bolts, I don't mean she physically leaves, she goes to her bedroom, in our home. She proceeds to watch television, talk to her imaginary freinds on the computer,who no longer allow her to visit as she has overstayed her welcome everywhere and burned all her bridges, every single one. She'll then play games on her I pad and drink as much as she can tolerate intlil she gets hungry. Then she'll come back upstairs, sit in my chair and ask what's for dinner. This just might be her last visit if she doesn't behave. Too outrageous for me anymore. I'll just have to tell her she is not welcome anymore and why. I'll do that if I have too, no one needs that crap. Sorry, freaking out, thanks again for listening.
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