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2003-12-03 - 10:37 a.m. [ mood | pissed off ] [ music | Linkin Park, "Faint" (in my head) ] T3h rage. Shannon was called out of bed last night by Courtney. She went into false labor again. After a sleepless night with little food, Shannon got back just as I was leaving for work. This was okay, though, since Brooke was staying at the in-law's because of the weather. So everything should've been peaceful while I'm at work, right? Wrong. Our phone rang apparently as I walked in the door here. It was our Aunt Betsy, saying she and my mother-in-law were on their way with Brooke. And knowing them, they'll chastise my wife for sleeping when they arrive. Oh, it gets better! While they're talking on the phone, Betsy mentioned they're passing their third overturned truck. Hmmm, d'you think the roads are bad?!? How these two women could be so inconsiderate and irresponsible is beyond me. Betsy is the mother of two small children, and Suzi (my mother-in-law) has two girls who are all grown up. Yet they seem to think that Brooke either belongs with them all the time, or that she should spend as little time around them as possible. Has she changed from a blessing to a burden for them? My head is starting to pound. I'm glad I'm at work because if I were home when they got there it would take every iota of my strength to not smack them silly for being so inconsiderate. They always do this. They treat Shannon like she almost isn't a family member. It's no wonder to me that Shannon said we're never spending another holiday at her parent's house. Of course later she said things were better after that, but that won't erase the memory of her crying on my shoulder after her sister said something to her. Hasn't Shannon been through enough? Doesn't she deserve to be treated like the wonderful and loving person she is? We'll work something out. But I'm not going to forget this or let it slide. There are limits to my patience. And when it comes to those two, I'm just about tapped out. Nobody treats my wife like this. I'm sick of her family getting away with it. I'm going to try and calm down before I take this out on a caller. Later. "Oh look, Betsy, another jack-knifed tractor trailer! Isn't that something?" *scream of rage* (Link) Profile Maintained by Ulic Qel-Droma.
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