BM is losing her job. She makes really good money, but her position is one of those finally affected by the mortgage/housing snafu. So she's having serious money issues. Called DH to BEG for him to help pay for SD's school. If we had the money we'd be happy to help, but we've told her time and again we cannot justify paying so much for elementary school, nor can we afford it. Since she made the decision to put SD in that school herself even though we said we couldn't help... I think it's really too bad for SD but I can't feel guilty about it.
So, she's really laying it on thick. Evidently I am.... (wait for it....)
The BEST SM EVER. She LOVES ME. And TRUSTS ME. And ___________(fill in the blank with the best butter ever).
I have to admit, it makes me a little warm inside. The only thing tarnishing the whole subject is that she has completely forgotten that when we moved states (one big reason was to be closer to SD) that she kept SD from us, did everything in her power to mess up any opportunity to see SD, would drive SD to our state and not tell us until she had gone back home, when we drove to see her would have thing planned right in the middle of the planned visit that SD really wanted to go to (hmmm, dad and SM or THE BEST ACTIVITY EVER THAT YOU WILL NEVER GET TO DO AGAIN?????????) told SD no one in her family on this side loved her or wanted her, blah blah.
Yeah. So it's kind of hard to believe her when she's being so nice. But I'll take the compliments where I can get them.
AND now BM wants to schedule visits on a regular basis, and and and and and... all of a sudden she's available anytime for more visits and "all you had to do was ask". LMAO.
I'm SO HAPPY. And I feel pretty great, even though I know she's blowing air up my dress.