First of all we had an extremely hectic weekend. Saturday Matthew and his girlfriend were in the mall in the nearby city with her little 3 year old son when her parents ran into them. They absolutely detest Matthew and caused a scene by ranting and yelling in one of the stores... to the point that they were asked to take it outside. They also resorted to name-calling at Matthew, and announcing that he was crazy and wasn't right in the head in front of everyone. I guess this is their idea of "good Christian behaviour" that they always preach about. *shrug*
After that Matthew, his girlfriend and her son came here to the house for supper and hung around watching TV for a while... the little guy invited himself to sit on my knee and play a computer game. He was relaxed and content... then Matthew's girlfriend's parents phoned and started ranting and raving at her loudly again (I could hear them even though the phone was against her ear) and the little boy got a sad look on his face and went to his mother asking "What's wrong mommy, why are you crying?" After a while she decided to take him home because his Easter treats were in her bedroom closet and some in her mother's bedroom closet, and she hoped that he could have a somewhat normal Easter.
Matthew and I had hoped to spend a quiet day together, and go to the cemetary to visit my parents' gravesite like we normally do on Easter. However, in the morning his girlfriend called again and said her mother was on the rampage the entire night, ranting and raving and talking about how it would be better if she were dead.... and she refused to get the little boy's Easter treats out of her bedroom closet. So basically she was punishing an innocent child because she was mad at his mother. *shakes head* Rather than have a little child have a stressful and unhappy Easter, I invited them to come to our house for the day and have dinner with us, which they did. Everything was fine and the little boy was happy and playing with his mother, Matthew and our two dogs.... then her parents phoned again just as supper was being dished up to scream at her some more and told her that she was kicked out and had to get her things that night. Nice... of all days to kick your child out.. on Easter Sunday.
A couple of hours later they sent her a text message on her cellphone saying that she could have three days to move out. She rented a U-Haul and drove it to her parents home (asked permission first) and had me drive her jeep behind her and park a couple of laneways away. When they parked the U-Haul and started walking toward the jeep her father came out and was coming directly behind Matthew yelling at him in a threatening and demeaning manner, name-calling again. She and her son stayed at our house that night... and the plan was to have a police escort there when they went to move the stuff out to the U-Haul the next night and I would pick Matthew's best friend up after work so he could help with the bigger stuff. She was going to rent a storage unit until she found a place to rent. The next day her parents contacted her and asked for her to come to talk that night instead of moving out... they told her she could stay until the end of the month while she was looking for a place... her father offered to pay her back for the rental cost of the U-Haul if she took it back that night instead of packing it up to move out. She took Matthew (who still insisted on a police escort being there... smart guy) with her for the talk, and I was in the jeep (I refuse to go into her parents' home after the nasty emails I have received from them about Matthew) to drive while she drove the U-Haul back to the rental place. Talk about soap opera dramas! Jeesh!