I've run out of scheduled posts...
and the computer switch isn't entirely complete. We're currently experiencing a mail mess because Gmail is determined to load as an IMAP instead of a pop account. All of my previous purging was for naught since my 17,000 emails on gmail's site decided to load.
Because of that, you're stuck with rambling...thanks for your patience, something I have none of so I admire greatly in others.
I have a little news regarding Son Number One.
Remember how I told you he was back in touch with the girl that devastated him? I was getting calls about how she was texting him and bumping into him frequently at work. She started going around his apartment and I considered buying tranquilizers by the case-load to keep myself from going bonkers with anxiety.
Well, she didn't let this Momma down. She did exactly what I warned him a drama addict would do by baiting him, hooking him and then letting him know she was going to give her relationship with someone else another go.
He was fed up and determined to get out of Dodge-- even though it meant leaving a good job with people who appreciate him.
He couldn't understand how I could predict her every move.
I never told him that she was me about 30 years ago. I was hooked to the roller coaster of off and on relationships-- the break up and the makeup was my crack. I thought that's what everyone did.
This addict is recovered now, but there's still a little crazy inside. I'm not above turning a man into a puppet if I need to, even if that man is my son.
Keep your lectures, my shame is shadowed by my success.
I just did the most manipulative thing I have ever pulled in my life on my poor boy.
His ex-girlfriend has remained his friend this whole time. She has put up with more cr@p than anyone should. I guess she is to Son #1 what he was to the Drama Queen, always right there whenever needed.
I heralded that.
It wasn't difficult to expound on all of C's attributes.
I reminded him how she was always welcome here and loved by the grandparents.
He was putty in my hands.
Last night on a Skype call, she was waving to me from the background. She's helping him move back to Nevada.
I'm a satisfied Momma.
I think you are looking out for his best interests, as any good mother would, and that you did him a huge favor. He's darn lucky to have you as his Mom, in my opinion. Hugs to you and cheering your success from here. :)
ReplyDeleteLOL ~ You are a clever mama! Sometimes boybrains need a little guidance and quiet interventions are necessary! Hope this leads to a happy ending!
ReplyDeleteHey sometimes moms know best and do what needs to be done. My only question does he read your blog?? :)
ReplyDeleteYou are BRILLIANT!!!!
ReplyDeletewell done my dear!
ReplyDeleteWhen it's for the betterment of the ones you love I say manipulation is the way to go!
ReplyDeleteOh! You are good!
ReplyDeleteaww, you're good. i think what you did will help him in the long run. hopefully a move to nevada will help son #1 get a fresh new start and perspective :)
ReplyDeleteas long as you're using your powers of manipulation for good. ;)
ReplyDeleteSweet!!! Everybody's right, sometimes (well, always right?) moms know what's best.
ReplyDeleteSo, what part of Nevada?