This one is about JB's sisters. This is a strange story that just re-occurred to me.
MIL's sister#1 had gotten a temporary job in an adjoining city to us. She had asked hubbie to help her find an apartment to stay in while here. She was coming to town on a particular day. Hubbie never heard anything else from her -- confirmation, when/where, etc until midmorning that Saturday, so he did not set his whole day aside for them. So mid-morning that Saturday, hubbie and I were on the counter-service restaurant to meet a friend for brunch.
While we were on the way there, MIL's sister #2 called hubbie's cell. He invited his dufus Aunts to meet us at the restaurant. We had already ordered and paid when they arrived, so he was at least off the hook for having to buy for them. (Everyone in his family, not just JB and her evil hubbie considered my hubbie to be rich and expected him to pay for things.)
Not long after they got there, one of the sisters poured her coffee into my lap. It soaked my clothes, but fortunately did not burn me. (Very fortunate as I usually ice to the coffee at this place to make it drinkable.) So I had to go home to get out of the wet clothes. Wearing soaked blue jeans is not fun.
This happened many years ago and I now realize that this was probably done on purpose to get rid of me -- to get my hubbie to themselves.
So I drove home and DH rode with them to look at apartments. (I took DH's car, so he had to ride with him. I was not about to get the friend to take me home -- she's a dangerous driver, but that's not really related to this story.)
Then later, they all came back to our house. When they got here, the two sisters started going all over the ground floor or the house, looking and peeking into every room. Just like MIL and SIL used to do. This was bad enough, then Sister #2 (not the one looking for an apartment) looked into the spare bedroom and said "This is where I stayed when I was here."
I DO NOT RECALL HER EVER EVEN BEING AT MY HOUSE BEFORE, MUCH LESS SPENDING THE NIGHT. So if she had been, I was out of town. This is not the kind of thing that I would forget. I quizzed DH about it. He claimed to now know what she was talking about.
DH would not have lied about it to cover his tracks. Even if I had gotten mad about it, he would not have gotten defensive about being able to have whoever over he wants, but it did not get to that point. So either she was lying or he does not remember. HE's kind of goofy and does forget things like that sometime. I'll often say "remember when...." and he does not. Yes, I worry that it could be a problem, but that's another thing as well.
Still, it's creepy that JB's sister claims to have spent the night in my house and neither me nor hubbie remembers anything about it. There is no way she would have gotten access without us knowing. If JB ever had a key, I did not know it and there was no evidence. I don't think JB did. Hubbie is funny about keys, no matter how well he knows somebody. He might forget something having someone over but I COULD NOT IF I WANTED TO.
Just her claim wierds me out. Even more than having JB in my house since the aunt is almost a total stranger to me.
I now know she spilled the coffee to get rid of me. But why did she claim that she slept in my house? That was just strange.
2 years ago