To be clear, this is just venting. I know there’s nothing to be done.
We spent Friday/Sunday with our son/DiL, and had arranged to include my inlaws by way of an extra 90 min round trip to get them to S2/DiLs house. And on Sunday, S2/DiL made that same 90 min round trip to spend a bit more time with us and the grandparents.
At son’s house, everything went fine.
Upon arrival at the ILs, after the 45 minute ride (which also seemed to go well although FiL was put out that DH followed the gps and not his personal preference of route) , my MiL literally corners me in the kitchen and starts in on how we “have a problem” and we need “to settle this once and for all” and I am totally baffled. I kept saying “I think everything is fine” and she kept saying "I know the two of you have a problem with us and " would trail off and then start again. DH came up the stairs and interrupted, so she started with him on this notion that a trip we took together last year they did not enjoy because “everyone was cold to us”. Suffice it to say that these are at a minimum, incorrect; they seem to be flat out delusions.
I found rotting food in the fridge. She admitted it was, but is “afraid” that FiL will “catch her” throwing it out. We bagged it and hid it in the car, cleaned up the mystery liquid and disguised the gap. She was frantic. Their fridge was “broken” but actually the bottom freezer was so overfull that the contents were falling out the back of the drawer and jamming the mechanism, freezing, and causing the condenser to fail. So they bought another freezer.
Their TV was “broken” so FiL bought some devices to fix it; he wanted DH to install those. TV isn’t broken, it needed a system update but they kept saying “no” because they “knew” it was a scam. DH’s brother says all of this is not a big deal, normal aging in place, nothing to be done.
They are still saying they want to come to S1’s wedding this summer. They want to take an Uber from their home to the airport (40 minutes) and rent a car at the other end. They cannot use a gps. They cannot use a cell phone. They want to land at 1 for a 4pm service. This part is easy – we shrug and say well, talk to DHs brother, who has already offered to drive them out to the wedding. DH and I are solid on the POV that these people will not be given leeway to ruin our son’s wedding for us by causing an uproar. They’ll get there, or they won’t.
My poor husband. He wants to defend me, he wants to be a useful and thoughtful son, but his parents are bonkers, clearly. OH – the house in FLorida we begged them to not buy? Gosh, isn’t it losing money and draining their energy…surprise, surprise.