So.
It was a weekend from hell and the claws came out. I never imagined that I would be someone with awful mother in law stories, and just last week I was saying what a great relationship we had. Now it's all gone.
Dan and I buying the house I lived in when I was little from my mom and dad. It's been vacant for a little under a year (we had tenants but they broke the lease, yadda yadda yadda). We've been spending nearly every weekend there renovating, painting, making cosmetic and necessary changes to the inside. Now that the inside is pretty much under control and the weather's improving, we moved to the yard.
I'm not defending anything about this yard. The grass was waist-high, there are wanton piles of leaves everywhere that have been sort of composting, it's not pretty. However, before this past Saturday, we had only been in the yard once to start the clean up and we got chased away by bees so we didn't get much done. Dan's parents offered to meet us there on Saturday to help us clean up. When I arrived, there was definitely something going on with his mom. She's a real hot head and has said some nasty things to and about Dan in the past, but that's how she is and he lets it roll. I was there for about 10 minutes when she started mumbling under her breath and stormed away. I heard "don't ever fucking invite me here" before she got into her car.
Whatever.
Dan, his dad and I stayed in the yard for another couple of hours raking leaves and cutting branches down. Eventually, we finished for the day and Dan went back to his house to talk to his mom and tell her that she was making a lot out of nothing. Once the yard is cleaned up, it's a matter of maintenance. No one's lived in the house for so long and it's not a big deal. She wasn't speaking to him when he got home, so he went into the basement to watch a movie. Ten minutes in, he hears her screaming. He went back upstairs to see what was going on and she attacked him. She called him a "stupid asshole" several times, called me a "fat cow" and said my parents were white trash because of the state of the yard. She went on ranting and raving for a half hour when Dan snapped and started screaming back at her and it got ugly. She threw him out (again) and he called me crying. I met him at our house and we stayed there. I've seen him cry over something she said before, but this was different.
On Sunday, he went home to shower and they apologized to each other.
I don't think I can ever forgive her, not for making him cry again and not after finding out her true feelings about me, and what she said about my parents.
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