Nuclear Family Warhead

Helen comes to our house every month.  She only stays for a week, or so, but the effects of her visits can usually be felt a few days before she gets here, and for a few days after she leaves.  She grates on NukeMom the most.  It’s no skin off my back, cause I can just leave the room if I don’t want to be around her, but whenever she’s here,  she won’t give NukeMom a moments rest.

I do my best to support NukeMom when Helen visits.  It’s a relationship that started when they were teenagers.  They met in junior high and they’ve been inseparable ever since.  Can’t say that it’s ever been a good relationship, just one of those relationships that you tolerate because you have to.  I mean, it’s not like they’re best friends or anything.  In fact, I think if NukeMom had it her way, she’d just as soon not have to deal with Helen at all anymore. 

Helen is getting ready to leave and we couldn’t be happier.  The kids will get more time with NukeMom, I’ll get more time with NukeMom and most importantly; NukeMom will get more time to herself.  She won’t have to deal with “The Helen Issue” again until next month.  I swear, that woman shows up like clockwork.  Uninvited.  Like she’s on some cycle, or something.

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