Memorial Service Part #2:
so the service ends and we have a friend of her husband from NC with us. he arrived 2 days earlier and we made arrangements for him to place a rose on his FIL grave before we left. well, the lady went balistic that we stopped to take the time, everyone was now ahead of us and we had to open the community center for the memorial service back home. so I told the guy I would bring him down the next morning. the lady is bitching about 'being late' when we had the key to the community center and I called the mayor and lady from the water dept to unlock for us but couldn't get them on the phone. I was accused of having the phone after locking up the night before after the meeting and setting up the tables and chairs, when in fact she had the key to lock up when I left as she brought food and desserts into the kitchen. so she's in melt down mode at me about the key. what did I do with the key, is it at the community center, is it in her car, in her purse, we still have more food to bring in, everybody's going to be waiting. she called her family in the other six cars that followed me down who are on their way back and everyone of them is taking a different route and that's all my fault. at this point I want to scream at her, slap her, or stop the truck and throw her out, but I do nothing, just kept my mouth shut and drive to her place. we load more food and head to the community center which is open and women are working in the kitchen, people are milling around talking and eating. I fixed a plate of food, sit with two of the towns commissioners and mind my own business. when I finished eating I grabbed a cup of coffee and went outside and lit a cigar. three hours later it's over, I'm taking family pictures and putting all the tables and chairs away alone, the leftover foid is loaded in my truck, I do a walkthrough of the community center and lock up. after the foids got put away and kids left I sat the lady down and told her I knew it was going to be the most emotional and stressful day she would experience since the day her husband died but I didn't expect her to be such a selfish self centered controlling bitch. she apologised, had no clue.
yesterday morning after she had her family over to talk a bit she left for Eastpoint/St George Island - alone. this is a huge step for her. she has NEVER been alone before, never travelled someplace where there wasn't someone waiting at the other end, she has never gone into a restaurant alone and had a meal. she was so scattered yesterday as I was setting up her GPS that she started to leave and realized she didn't have her dogs, I had already loaded them in the back seat for her and she didn't even know it.
I need the break.
