That Widow

Day 105 and he’s singing.

The oldest is in the school choir, we love singing in our house, and his first performance was tonight. He did such a great job and it was really nice to see him interact with his classmates even if he doesn’t form relationships the same way that neurotypicals do. He loved performing tonight and can’t wait for next month when they do it again for their Christmas program.

My mother, the victim, showed up chomping away on her gum because who comes to their grandson’s choir performance sober? She not like a regular grandma, she’s a cool grandma. Fucking trashy and self centered is what that is. She not only shows up after drinking but then she’s front and center at the performance, has her phone up taking all of the videos, and won’t shut up. Did she offer to help with her other grandsons so I could go towards the front to see my son sing? She sure didn’t because who does that? Lol Then I’m trying to get the boys into bed because they have school tomorrow and she starts texting about how she doesn’t know how to help me; I said I’m fine, I don’t need anything; how she just wants me to love her, she doesn’t understand what she did so she’ll just back off and wait for me. I cannot with her! I seriously could not make this stuff up. It’s like movie quality.

Day 105 and she’s a shit show.