From the Dept. of Groundhogs: Sunday at 10:00 AM was time to call my mom again. We've been more or less using that time for twenty-six years. (When I moved three time zones west, I kept the 10:00.) I knew she was going to be in St. Augustine, FL with Strawberry Blond Sister and her family, so I tried her cell. No answer. OK, tried her land line in Gainesville. Busy.
Try the land line two or three more times over the next hour. Busy. Right about now I once again imagined my 72-year-old mother unable to move on her floors with the cordless phone across the room.
So what do I do? I follow the procedure I set up the last time something like this happened: I text SB Sister's husband M. M texts back yeah, your mom's fine and she's right here. One of us called the other and we talked as usual.
Of course that's not the end of the story. This morning I got a text from SB Sister right before my alarm usually goes off: "Hey moron. If you contact anyone in my family again you won't need surgery."
Well, I won't give you the whole conversation not least because I deleted it, but it featured lines like, "You don't get to tell us not to talk to each other," "I'll block your number," and "I'm not responsible for your hate & fear. You are."
The final text in the thread was from her: she'd discovered that a recent thunderstorm had knocked out Mom's VoIP. Her land line was indeed b0rked.
I texted M partway through this, and my number hadn't been blocked. I know because he acked it as I asked. I'll be checking again later. M wasn't pleased last time when she lied about where the text came from.
I wish I felt more victorious than I do. I know I'm right. Mom knows I'm right. M knows I'm right. Dr. Shrink, whom I conveniently had an appointment with immediately afterward, knows I'm right. It's still tough on my nerves, though.
Try the land line two or three more times over the next hour. Busy. Right about now I once again imagined my 72-year-old mother unable to move on her floors with the cordless phone across the room.
So what do I do? I follow the procedure I set up the last time something like this happened: I text SB Sister's husband M. M texts back yeah, your mom's fine and she's right here. One of us called the other and we talked as usual.
Of course that's not the end of the story. This morning I got a text from SB Sister right before my alarm usually goes off: "Hey moron. If you contact anyone in my family again you won't need surgery."
Well, I won't give you the whole conversation not least because I deleted it, but it featured lines like, "You don't get to tell us not to talk to each other," "I'll block your number," and "I'm not responsible for your hate & fear. You are."
The final text in the thread was from her: she'd discovered that a recent thunderstorm had knocked out Mom's VoIP. Her land line was indeed b0rked.
I texted M partway through this, and my number hadn't been blocked. I know because he acked it as I asked. I'll be checking again later. M wasn't pleased last time when she lied about where the text came from.
I wish I felt more victorious than I do. I know I'm right. Mom knows I'm right. M knows I'm right. Dr. Shrink, whom I conveniently had an appointment with immediately afterward, knows I'm right. It's still tough on my nerves, though.
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Date: 2011-08-11 06:39 pm (UTC)From:Back when we were kids, SB Sister was the hell raiser: dabbling in dope, much worse grades than she was capable of, the whole bit. Now she seems to be trying to rewrite her life. She's gone churchy - mainstream, thank goodness - even though nobody in her or her husband's family is religious. And I don't fit the new script, apparently.
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