There are a lot of things I don't like about your marriage with Jacqueline but I want you to know that I appreciate that about you."

Wow! I am sorry you have to endure that. My current MIL is a gem, but I remember well my first MIL. She stayed with my parents when she came for my wedding. I overheard her saying to my mother, "Laura clearly is getting the better deal in this marriage", To My Mother! Mom of course had a diplomatic answer.

I know grief brings out the crazy, but you should never have to share space with someone who doesn't understand how you and Jacqueline treasured each other and enriched each other's lives.

tl;dr {{Hugs}}

I never had the pleasure of meeting Jacqueline's dad, but he must have been a living saint to counterbalance all that and have Jacqueline turn out as sweet and caring of other people's feelings as she always was. Sorry you have to deal with the unpleasantness, David.

Next time i want to take a 6am flight anywhere, bonk me on the head.

Hello, NYC. I am in you. I will be seeing shows and working the rest of the time, sadly.

David, that sounds miserable and hard to extricate one’s self from. And you are absolutely capable of it and will do it, so I wish you bon courage.

My response about carrots was, in fact, tongue in cheek. I think I explained it to R just a few weeks after we started dating.

I really, really need my life to be just a little less intense. At least for a little while. I guess it’s time for me level up on letting go of “little things” and expand my definition of what little things are.

Good stuff - Had some really great interactions with R’s kids and they have now offered to help me get my roommate to leave. Plus my organizer friend came over and to see R’s place and the kids actively participated. R is coming to therapy with me Friday to talk about how we can support each other better.

Tough stuff - talking with my dad about planting a tree at her church in memory (a cutting of a Japanese maple she had rooted and grown) and starting to go through her things, beginning with accessories and jewelry.

There was other stuff but I’m at the point where I’m so tired of my own life I don’t even want to talk about it and plus my break is over.

{{smonster}}

Hugs smonster. Sounds like you’re handling a lot of stuff! Which even if it feels like you’re not doing it well or are dropping other things, you’re doing a lot!

Dana 6am flights are never a good plan.

I never had the pleasure of meeting Jacqueline's dad, but he must have been a living saint

Oh god, no! He was horrible in many ways. He's the main reason Jacqueline was in therapy for years. (To learn to let go of the expectation that he would be loving and thoughtful and value her.)

even if it feels like you’re not doing it well or are dropping other things, you’re doing a lot!

I second that emotion! You're moving towards so many good things too.

Guh, I've still got a billionty things to deal with involving paperwork, institutions, sending out death certificates, planning the funeral, planning birthday stuff for the kids, dealing with two separate medical procedures for myself (one of which needs to be rescheduled because of the funeral).

On top of all that I cannot leave the house because DHL didn't leave the lovely fabric I ordered from Liberty of London on Friday though I waived the signature, and now I don't want it to land in Not Received limbo bullshit.

But I also need to mail stuff and print things out at Kinkos, so I'll have Emmett come over and sit on the stoop for an hour looking vigilant.

We had that in common. Mine's a little better now, but his half-assed stabs at pride, or whatever don't mean that much now.(And, like, yay, you Liked something on Facebook. Do that about three million more times and we might be halfway square. Really?!) Seriously, I am so loyal that Sopranos, never mind Elsa the snow queen, might tell me to Let It Go, but he has leached all of my interest out of the relationship. That's...A Lot. He is not a still water. He does not run deep. I'm sorry I wasted so much time when really...he is just not that into us. I think that is the sarcastic side that makes grandmas prefer my brother(aside from his being A Nice Young Man, and therefore presumed to have a golden penis.)

FTR, counselors had told me that might happen, both that he might offer things, and that they wouldn't be what I needed anymore. Kind of like how it didn't work when they tried to get me to crawl, late. Apparently the window for finding crawling fascinating is a small one indeed And I never did learn to cover much ground that way, despite trying two nights a week for two grade school years. You should know your budget PT is kind of out of ideas when she comes up with "Hey, it works for babies,"

Oh, wow, thanks for the session, Dr. Spielvogel. But I don't think anyone outside of my family even knows about that. It was like homework or chores... that thing that could wreck our night if we fought about it. which we did, cause we could all tell it wasn't working. And I don't think babies think there's another thing they're "supposed to" be doing while they do that. I don't think they're all "Where's the part where I pull myself to my feet and all that?" which is part of how a "re-enactment' didn't work.