My Father-in-Law is about to catch these hands. *Final update on page 13

Been here for 2 days. 5 more to go. Gets up at 4:30 and cooks breakfast for himself. Doesn’t use the damn exhaust over the range, sets off the 20 smoke detectors, and now my entire house smells like a burnt sausage patty. Wouldn’t be a big deal except that he did the exact same thing yesterday morning.

He walked out to get the paper this morning and left the front door open and my daughter’s cat got out so now I have to go try to wrangle this motherfricker up before it gets run over or pregnant.

It rained all day yesterday and instead of turning around in the driveway and going out forwards, he decides to back out (my driveway is about 200 feet long) and now I have an 8” deep rut about 100’ long in my yard.

Finally, he goes into my office, pushes all of my paperwork off to the side, puts his feet up on my desk and listens to Mark Levine with the volume all the way up.

He’s a good dude and is only 59 and in excellent health...he’s well aware of what he’s doing. I think he’s trying to alpha dog me.

CSB


ETA
In a not-so-surprising turn of events, he just called to inform me that he rented a 15 passenger van so we can all ride together to Natchitoches to see the lights tomorrow night. We had previously planned on taking 3 separate vehicles. FML

ETA2
Found the cat. A little dirty but no broken limbs and doesn’t appear to have been defiled.