I feel that, once again, I must apologize for my lack of posts, Dear Readers. It's not for lack of ideas on which to write, but for lack of time. DH and I have been incredibly busy working on our house. Among other things, we've been putting up walls, changing out windows, installing recessed lights in the ceilings, painting, and putting up moulding. I haven't even finished painting yet and I started another project last night that's been on my to-do list since we moved into this house three years ago - the stairs. Oh, the stairs. I'm thankful that they are, at least, sturdy and don't creak, but my-oh-my are they filthy and in need of some love. I have all sorts of patching to do, since at one point the previous owners had installed carpeting on them; the risers are in bad need of paint as, even after I cleaned them with an ammonia/water mixture, they STILL look dirty, and I've been scraping them with a tiny razor in an attempt to scrape off years and years of old, chipped paint. And when it's all done, and I've scraped, wiped, washed, and painted my heart out, I'm going to add the pièce de résistance: I'm going to stencil our names on the risers (DH's idea - I thought it was fantastic). Anyway, on the "home-front," that's what DH and I have been tirelessly working on for the past few weeks.
On the "narc-front" things have been spectacularly quiet. The last we heard from NMIL was on DH's birthday in June, in a ridiculously short and "sweet" email in which she wished that he would have a great day with his family!!!!!!!!!! Neither EFIL nor L contacted him for his birthday or anytime thereafter and DH and I have theorized that they may just be "done" with their attempts to capture his attention at this time. I figure, after their nasty slap on my birthday and EFIL's "You Ungrateful Little Shit" email to DH, they probably figure they got the last word in, so now they can go on about their merry business. It's rather like EFIL decided, "You can't fire me! I quit!" You know those Narcs - if all is going to turn to shit, they at least want it on their terms.
After we fiddled with his work email program for hours, DH and I finally figured out how to deal with any more incoming narc-emails: we've set all sorts of filters that will automatically filter their messages without DH ever having to do it AND simultaneously send an automated message to the senders informing them that their message has failed, permanently. It's just one more necessary step towards closing that door on them, so that they will be forced to either stop contacting us entirely, or find a different medium. And my thought is that, as their options get fewer and fewer, we'll hear from them less and less. And, not to worry my dear readers, I have thought this email blocking step out VERY far, and I am confident that they won't get around our precautions. What will happen, no matter what email address they use, is that their messages to DH will be captured by the email program, handled according to our wishes, and automatically replied to with a message saying that he has not received their communications. Once they get THAT message, they'll be left with very limited options for contact.
I'm hoping to get some more posts out in the next couple of days, or whenever I take a break from all those house projects.
Until then, I'm still reading blogs as often as I can and leaving messages whenever possible. Don't worry. I haven't gone anywhere!