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[–]WrongToy[S] 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

They have $3M in cash from the ffil's mom, who passed away at 103, to say nothing of the half of the house plus assets they received from her parents when they died prior. They just insist that they wanna be at home, by far their most expensive option, if they did it right.

SO tried spending the nights at his mom, with his brother's wife coming over during the day. Within 48 hours, there were heated calls with f-bombs flying between the two of them because she demanded of him a "day off" but did not wish to reciprocate by sending the brother, her husband, over there to spend the night.

Anyway that night was the first, and probably the only, night I spent at ILs, because 1) they'd removed the cat that i'm deathly allergic to (seriously, it's a 4 to 8 benadryl night after their holidays) and 2) crucially, there was supposed to be a Big Fambily Meeting including the fmil about maybe introducing a respite person.

I show up, and DIL is just like, "His mom has had a long day. This isn't a good time to talk."

Within a couple hours, I'm observing that she's up, eating, awake and alert, and talking to Daddy about their affluent town gossip and Mrs. So and So. Within a couple hours, I'd determined that this would be my last night there ever, or at least for a long while.

So when we had a moment alone, I pulled up my chair, and I'm like, "she's putting in 70 hours a week and he's hit maybe 102. They CAN'T relieve each other. What if either of them gets "flu symptoms"? It could be covid."

OMG, the just no part of her came out in force. Her first reaction was to say what she's paid for him, over the years, look I'll show you my checkbook. I'm like, it's not about that. The second reaction was her breaking into tears (she often does) and the third reaction was to banish me from the whole floor.

The next day, I wasn't there, but the DIL and her husband (his brother) were. The brother was tasked with conveying the DIL's severe displeasure by saying that I shouldn't have done that over her explicit instruction. His reply: "If she didn't do that, then Mom would be making YOU the fall guy. She's only going for having the hired help you've been looking into because SHE got mom to start thinking about it."

There was more conversation, which ended, reportedly, in the SO telling his brother to, quote, "fuck off."

Omg. The hired help the brother found was this lady who sort of knew some neighbors of hers, but she is very much into her Affluent Little Town. This lady is now tasked with working a straight 48 hour shift (to relieve DIL, whom I'll call Baby Jane) and then come in at night to "just sleep there" as the dad will be returning from stroke rehab with a withered right arm and hand at best. They fired SO from all the shifts they'd scheduled him for, because they found a rando off the street to work for $5 less, and less than $5 over legal minimum wage.

Thankfully I wasn't part of the discussion.