Go, msbelle.

I've gotten blood drawn, grocery shopped, and picked up DP's meds. It is grey and hazy here today + beginning of Fall colors. I love the Fall, but for some reason, today I was feeling much existentially angstier than usual as I was driving around. I figure food will help, so I'm eating lunch now.

Go productive people! I'm working, and trying to organize stuff.

Kind of having a rough day. Had a run in with younger son last night. The bloodless short version is he seems to think we sucked mightily as parents. Frankly, I know we were there for our sons. We loved them unconditionally, encouraged them, and supported them in every way possible. At 26 he turns into a whiny ungrateful brat and I don't deserve it. Just one example, I haven't yet 'baby-proofed' my house. His child is due in January, which means I have nearly a year before he even crawls to prepare. I'm still really super annoyed, and heartbroken. Kids! I am so over it. My time. I am 66 and not going to waste my senior years trying to please kids.

Younger son who lived with you until very recently? with his wife?

Good fucking grief, Laura. I have so many thoughts. But you have the right of it with this:

My time. I am 66 and not going to waste my senior years trying to please kids.

I mean, I don't have kids, so what do I know, but I KNOW that's right.

I haven't yet 'baby-proofed' my house

Well, that's a little hard to do from New York, for one thing.

Yes, he and his wife lived with us for months, with their own living room, bedroom, bath, and separate fridge in the garage. He was bitching that I didn't keep the dishes up when they were here, which made them uncomfortable! Seriously, if I was living for free with someone for months I would have done the damn dishes. We have a cleaning person once a week, and seriously rarely had dishes in the sink. But dude, if I didn't have time to wash my dishes then your option is to do them yourself.

Yikes. C'mon, younger son, think about that for two seconds. I'm sorry, Laura, that doesn't sound like fun for you.

He was bitching that I didn't keep the dishes up when they were here, which made them uncomfortable!

I have so many retorts rolling around in my head I can't put one together.

There was a lot more, but I ended up telling him I didn't deserve it, and left. DH stayed and talked to him being peacemaker and such, but I have nothing to say to him at this point. I wrote him an email this morning, copying his wife, and we will see if he responds with an adequate apology. If not, it is his loss.

Man, Laura, I am so sorry you have to deal with that.