Showing posts with label An Insane Asylum Post. Show all posts
Showing posts with label An Insane Asylum Post. Show all posts

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Chutzpah

Hot off my needles...Stephanie's pattern

It should not go unreported here that the lunacy that is so common in my my father in law's family has once again reared its bizarre head. Mr. Larger Than Life has been gone now for 8 months and there is a relative who has been writing us demanding explanations and remuneration for something that occurred two decades ago. She wants to know why MLTL treated her so poorly (uh...like she was the only one?) and what we're going to do about it. Apparently, she thinks she deserves some of his millions she was sure he had and does not believe MLTL pretty much gambled away outlived his retirement funds. Frankly, I think she has us mixed up with some other family and I plan on forwarding her the email I got telling me I'm in the will of Wolfgang Wiedeking and entitled to some of his millions. She can send them her bank account numbers and see what she gets.

I know I'm being too generous with my own inheritance, but I'll do anything to get her to stop writing and demanding money I'm a big person like that.

This long neglected chair will see a little TLC this month. The front porch is going to see a lot of knitting action since it seems to be the only open space. Good thing it's warming up around here.

Today we closed on MLTL's estate. All is said and done and while I only wanted a rocking chair, I got a whole lot more. There are boxes and boxes all over my itty-bitty house and furniture galore. I am now the owner of antique secretary that didn't sell--and I don't want--but we didn't have the heart to donate, a sofa table, a cedar chest (which is at least functional), more bedroom furniture than I have bedrooms to fill and as of today--to make room for my son--my yarn has been been ousted from my studio. For all those years he took care of MLTL, I can hardly complain...


How he got back here, I really don't know, but MLTL has moved in with us, too. His remains made it back where he'll stay until my sister in law picks him up. She plans on interring his ashes with my mother in law's down in Indiana. Instead, perhaps I should send send his remains to live with his crazy relative--allowing her to live with what's left if only for a little while.

Yep. With the loss of my yarn studio, I'm just that bitchy and half crazy, too.

Project notes on my Engulfed in Shadows scarf can be found on Ravelry. Thank you for this wonderful (and free) pattern Stephanie! It was fun to knit.