I'm sure that is spelled incorrectly, and I'm not even sure what a kineption fit is. However, I'm going to have one.
I love my IL's. Really, I do. I've known them for about 15ish years, and I really love them. They used to think I was crazy when I was pregnant for wanting to BW, but now my MIL and SIL both BW with MT's and my SIL just bought an Ergo. They still think I'm "new age" when it comes to medicines, herbs and stuff, but thats a whole nother post.
They drive me BATTY with how flippitantly they take life. I just called to ask about a tax form, because some of my DH's mail still gets delivered to their house. So, they start opening the LARGE pile of mail that he has accumulated (none of which they've told us about. They just wait until we go up there (every 1-3 months) and then hand it over) to see if the tax form is there. It's not, not a big deal. While they're opening mail though, I hear my FIL go "Oh, this is for jury duty, he was supposed to be there January 11th."
ARGH!!! My Dad has done Jury Duty. They issue a BENCH WARRANT if you don't show up! I know I can call and take care of it in the morning, but it just drives me crazy. This isn't the first thing either. DH apparently had an overdraw on a bank account when we FIRST got married. He called, spoke to customer service, and they assured him it was taken care of. It wasn't. He continued to get mail delivered to his house stating an overdraw. It then got handed over to a debt collection agency. They started getting PHONE CALLS and never bothered to take down a number, or anything. They never told us. Fast forward a year and a half later. I'm FINALLY up there going through his mail, and I find a bill for $300 something. I managed to get it down to $138, but still.. it could have all been taken care of for $20 if we'd just known about it.
I realize we're SLIGHTLY at fault for not putting in a change of address form for DH, but goodness, my parents STILL tell me exactly what I got in the mail if I get anything, and then ask if I want them to open it. Just super frustrated and I can't blog it because MIL reads my blog.