I was always of the belief that everyone had a purpose to be alive.

My sister-in-law is testing this belief.

It’s become a daily battle to keep my mask of tolerance from slipping. Usually I take myself away from her immediate vicinity. Then I hear her regular one-two-cough-small-clear-of-throat noise as she passes by my closed door. And then I start to think about how I’m coming to hate being around her even more.

The other day I didn’t completely swallow my *waste-of-space snort* when I spied her rugged up to the high fucking heavens when venturing outside. I must have been too busy thinking of her being shoeless on the back cement patio the previous day. A day, even BlindFreddy could see was colder than the day before it.

Then I checked my watch.

Yep close enough to 2pm.

That’s her usual starting time.

My husband thinks it’s an improvement. And I guess it is. Before she was still asleep at 2pm. Now she gets woke up at around elevenish but remains cocooned in her bubble-wrapped room for a few hours more. If she was my sister I’d be yanking her out by her stupid useless ponytail…No disrespect to ponies or their tails…yanked out to become a useful part of this bloody household.

Instead, I must keep swallowing and playing this game for a bit longer.

I think the biggest bugbear is I can NOT understand how she was allowed to *be* this way. The list of learned abilities that she lacks is endless. Can’t drive, can’t peel a potato, can’t cook, can’t recognise that a load in a washing machine needs to be balanced or else it goes *thud thud thunk stop*…can’t, can’t, fucking CAN’T.

I placate myself with the thought of it all coming back on her in later years. When there is no-one left who gives a flying fuck about her. Perhaps the parentals should get her more involved with a church. I hear they like to assist people who can‘t do shit for themselves. But I reckon even those good Christian people would get a tad fugging tired of wasting their goodness on such a piece of useless, wasteful space.

Comments:

Can you use her for a doorstop? Just a though.

wow! She does sound pretty useless...
I do love your tales though!

Good grief... how long has this woman been living with you two? (And how much longer must it last? ) I hope there is an end in sight.

comment by mellowdee on Apr 14, 2008 1:52 PM ()

Alas it’s more us who are the interlopers…that’s why I have to keep swallowing my pissiness……but there is an end coming up, might not be exactly in sight but it's just over the hill…

reply by dazeymae on Apr 14, 2008 9:00 PM ()