So I'm still plodding along and things continue on much the same path with W and I.
She's taken a lot more responsibility as regards the kids in the last few weeks as I have been working ridiculously hard finishing a project. During that time though S18 has decided he wants to stay with me for a few weeks or months, no reason given really but it's lovely to have hime here all the time. He was with W for the last couple of months, but I saw him often. He has told both W and me that he hates moving between houses as it's unsettling, but W has never really got that and thinks that we can just shuttlie the kids between us and they should get used to it. Well, neither has really, but S18 is an adult now so can legally go where he wants.
I get invited to spend time with W at the family home more and more in the last few weeks, usually at the last minute, kind of, "oh Biscuit, I've cooked, would you like to join us for dinner.". A few times though W has texted me to join her and got us both some food. She's slowly showing signs of returning to the person she was, but then can switch back to the selfish MLC W in a matter of seconds.
Her use of the words us and we versus me and I are fascinating. If it's a responsibility that could possibly be shared then it's we all day long - we need to fix this, we need to pay for that, we need to sort out a form for D's school etc. This is sometimes carried onto to describing other things, so on some days she lives in our house, but other days she lives in her house. Just today I was on the phone to her about picking up some medicine for S18 and I mentioned that it was Sunday, so the pharmacy at the end of the road would be shut. W says, "what? the pharmacy at the end of MY road?" - Yes W , that one, because there's not a pharmacy at the end of the road where I'm staying - and that's what we always called it. This attitude always seems to be exasperated when her mum is around for some reason. On D13's birthday a few weeks ago I was clearing some stuff away in the kitchen and MIL jumps in and physically gets in my way to try and stop me from helping out.... like she's defending W's territory and I'm an unwelcome guest. Well I just carried on, it's not her house and if W doesn't want me to help then she can tell me herself. On the last couple of family events in recent weeks MIL has also got so drunk that she can no longer hold a conversation. I'm considering bringing this up with W this week as I don't particularly want the kids around MIL when she's in that kind of state, and also because I'm worried that it's getting so out of control that MIL might be doing herself some serious harm.