Craig's mother in town OH NO!

Its been a couple of months since I last blogged.  Update on Craig's visit in the hospital lasted for 10 weeks altogether.  Turned out that he had to get 3 stents put in around his heart.  He does feel a bit better since it was put in.  He did say he doesn't feel as cold as he was before.  Which I think is a good sign.  During that time I was depresssed and it continued.  You know why?  Well I'm gonna tell ya...

...His mother was here for 2 1/2 weeks who is a nature path or whatever you call them.  She brought her pulse (sort of thing) machine and did some treatments daily for him and I guess according to him (since his mother left) he feels a bit better from the treatments.

I had to house sit as well watch over my friend Lorraine's cat for 10 days since she was going on a cruise with her family.  So that was fine. Craig did come with me as I needed to watch over him as well.

A few days later, that's when his mother came.  Things were fine from the beginning during her stay but things started to get hostel between her and me.  She was starting to annoy me on the things that she does and trying to change the way I live.  I wasn't all for it.  I wasn't going to change my cleaning supplies to more non toxic, bacteria she mentioned and all that.  MAJOR CONTROL FREAK. The neighbor's cat wasn't allow to come into the house. 

My aunt Ann and uncle took Craig and his mother for a couple of outings.I didn't feel like going because I just didn't want to go anywhere.

During the end of her holiday here she approached me alone in the kitchen and why she made me feel uncomfortable.  I didn't know what she was talking about.  Then she pointed out a few things she changed in the kitchen. I told her with the rearranging I couldn't get something without opening two cabinets and it was driving me nuts, so I switched it back the way it was.   That's all I need is for her to bust my chops before she needs.

I spent most of the time in the bedroom so they could have alone time.  Since she is 79 years old who knows when the next time he will see her.  For me, I could care less if I ever see her again.  I don't really know the woman.  But I really hope she doesn't come back and stir up bullshit again and rearranging again.