Today is the last day of the MIL’s visit, so by tonight, we’ll be back to our own version of “normal”.
There have been lots of emotions and lots of people needing their emotions acknowledged and Sydney, not knowing how to express hers, has chosen an option where she is mean to me…well, because Gramma’s here and she can.
I have to say that I’ve done a good job of taking her out of the room and quietly standing up for myself, so there’s not a whole lot of bad stuff built up between us that will interfere with me being there for her when she says goodbye. If she’ll let me.
I am looking forward to getting back into my sewing room. Supper is already mostly cooked. I think I can get settled in during what’s left of the evening.
Wish me luck.