So husband went to the funeral of his Grandma a week and a half ago. During the funeral one of his cousins had her 3 kids with her, no husband couldn't be bothered to join her... well her middle one is very difficult child'ish. No one would help her with her the kids... the poor kid can not lower his volume, can not sit still, does not understand "NO"... he is 4 I believe, very smart. husband ended up entertaining him the funeral, over 3 hours... at one point the kid was yelling "Is she dead"... husband took him outside and played with him, not even his grandma or aunts would help!!! He was throwing a truck up and down the ailses... So then husband drives across country to pick up our stuff, though torential downpours... he gets to his parents to park the truck and and chill so he would not have to leave it in Chicago, they are in Indy, His Grandpa has decided he wants to hitch a drive across country with him!!! He is 85yo... has not been that nice to husband since he stopped catering to Grandpa, because he has a family now... boo hoo. So husband Mom played the guilt card... "Oh Son, I know this is a lot to ask..." they are basically making husband drive Grandpa to Montana, drop him off at an Aunts house, then we get to pick him back up, this about 5 hours from us... let him stay with us for awhile and remember the good ole days when he used to live here... then take him to the airport so he can fly to Oregon to see his sister who is dying of mouth cancer... husband said he was drunk tonight!!! His health is poor, he can't hear... I feel so bad for husband... the drive is going to S-U-C-K!!!! Big time... Let alone what in the heck are we going to do with him and the girls for 4 days or more??? He needs his 3 fingers of whiskey and a nap... yeah I got your finger!!! I am being nice and saying OK... but I feel my anxiety kicking in... I am stressed about this stupid School evaluation meeting next week... I don't need some bitter old grumpy fart telling me how to do things for 4 days. Oh and he says nice things like "K your looking awefully fat" I swear if something like that comes out of his mouth, Grandpa will be sleeping in the shed!!! He can tell me or husband we look like , but not my girls... Momma don't take kindly to that!!! husband leaves Sunday... Our "IEP" meeting is Thursday, the drive is 3 days with good weather... OI!!! I told husband he was a better Man than me.