Instead of the Red Hat Society, we'll be the Red Scarf Society!!

Voiceless Wonders!
Well, I tried my voice tonight with NM, while wearing a red turtleneck.
Long story short : My dad, an artist, left me his paintings in his Will this summer, and I left them hanging on the walls on the house where NM still lives. NM tried to make prints, sell them, etc. until I had Dad's lawyer contact her to tell her to leave them alone. Tonite she called to say she has wrapped one of the paintings in paper as her gift to a gentlemen she knows, as a retirement gift. Instead of just staying quiet, I found myself reminding her that the art is not hers to give, that it is my decision, etc etc and we locked horns

(got a fleeting flash of the devil just now)

. It became quite nasty, she became quite nasty. She tried to twist words every which way, but I stood my ground, voice firm but getting louder and clearer. I think I surprised her. She finally stopped, and assured me she will wait until the next time I visit, and we both will give that man a painting that *I* am prepared to give away. Then her crocodile tears started - this woman didn't even cry when NDad died, and never cries, so I know they were fake, but I stood my ground. My cheeks are burning, my tummy is upset, but gee whiz, I'm proud of myself at the moment.
Of course, I know she'll come up with some way to get back at me, inflict pain so I'll be prepared for anything, but right now, I feel Good.
*and bunny, once again, you see the situations so clearly!
.."You've outgrown this woman".. - that's IT exactly, well said.
Buh-Bye Botheration!
Don't know how I struggled along before I found you all - whew!
~I've come such a long, long way, but still have a long way to go!~