Happy Wednesday all. So last nite my MIL called our house at 8:45 PM to tell my husband that I wasn't home and wasn't coming home -- at least that's what I gether from his side of the convo. He explained that I was in my usual spot for 8:45 PM on a Tuesday-- pedaling away on my bike and watching a TV show I liked. I was about 10 miles into my ride and watching the season finale of The Winchesters. She explained that no, I wasn't there. PD was like," I am looking at her." He got up to check even though the workout room and the family room literally share a wall, so unless I got sucked into an alternate universe I was probably still in the room! He finally told her it was a bad connection  and called her back, I think trying to get her off that train of thought.  Don't ask me what happened on what is probably  the FINALE of the Winchesters because they proceeded to scream at each other for the next 30 minutes. Good thing I can stream it starting today. 

I don't know how to deal with this. We were having a pleasant Tuesday evening.  Got home from work about the same time, made a tasty dinner, and it was cold so PD had lit the woodstove. And just out of the blue she gets some thought in her head and just calls and disrupts everything.  Don't they make medication that can regulate her, even if she has dementia or something like it? And the venom she directs towards me . Did I say she couldn't come live with us? Yes, because  she "doesn't want to live with dogs" and my SIL doesn't want me making decisions in an emergency,  so that kind of rules out living here. We will overlook the fact that she makes animal noises at me because " any woman who weigh more than 75 lbs is OBESE" . Thanks for letting me vent gang.