It’s all up to me

I’m not going to go into details but let’s just say that yesterday was not a good day.  I did finally get in touch with my SIL but amazingly she had an appointment scheduled during the middle of the day so if I brought the boys down I would have had to pick them up within a couple of hours so it just wasn’t worth it.  Gee, did she miraculously predict that we were going to have a snow day or was the appt. booked right before she called me?  Then as we were talking it came up that her boyfriend is on a health insurance plan through our state.  It’s a LONG story but he moved her from Massachusetts to be with her in September and still hasn’t gotten a job.  He can work, he’s just choosing not to, and now he’s taking money from the state to provide his health insurance.  Meanwhile, my son is on a waiting list for disability benefits (and has been for 13 months) because there isn’t enough money in the state budget.  Then it got me thinking that since he doesn’t have a job there is no way he can be sending money to help take care of his kids in Florida.  And THEN I realized that all of the times that they have had to borrow money from us for lawyer’s fees (my SIL is in the middle of an awful divorce) that if he was working that they wouldn’t need to borrow money.  I don’t know why this didn’t dawn on me before but it all hit within about 30 seconds yesterday.  I would hate to know what my blood pressure was at that moment.

So I turned to food.  Stupid, I know, but I did.  Today, however, is a new day and I’m going to try to remember that the only person I hurt when I use food like that is me.  I also ordered Turbo Jam yesterday so I at least did one healthy thing.

One positive thing that came out of yesterday is that my hubby and I agreed that we aren’t going to lend them any more money.  I don’t know why they think we have a ton of it lying around, we have been living off of my teacher’s salary for the last 2 1/2 years since my hubby was laid off and went back to school.  If they want to charge something to our credit card that’s fine, the just need to pony up the cash at the time.  I feel bad for my hubby because he’s at the point that he’s going to be relieved when she moves to Florida.  She’s his only sibling and I hate to hear him talk that way.  But I completely understand how he feels, I sort of feel that way, too.  I know we have allowed ourselves to be put into this position but she just expects us to take care of everything for her and doesn’t take any responsibility herself.  It will be interesting to see where this leads but for now we can’t afford to put out any more fires for her.

Oh, the drama.