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I was raised to have inner strength, to fight for what I believe in. To have manners and total respect for my parents and any other adult in my life. I was also taught by the belt, the slap across the jaw when I used foul language, a bar of soap to wash that mouth out. When Mom or Dad said no, that was it. the answer was no. And heaven forbid I even thought about going to children services or the the police department because of being punished for something done wrong.
Oh HELL no! I went out for a bit tonight, and I come home to find DH in a pissy mood and SD10 blubbering. I calmy ask what happened and lo and behold DH caught SD10 stealing change out of our room! I went about my business determined to stay out of it. Well DH tells SD10 point blank he wanted the truth right then. Her answer was a lie and DH called her on it. Her answer for that one? "but I'm so USED to lying" DH called bullshit on that one.
SD has an incredibly huge false sense of entitlement. She had been doing somewhat better until BM took her car shopping last week. SD threw a tantrum at the dealership in front of everyone because she wanted a DIFFERENT car than the one her mom was offering to buy. This involved screaming and stomping her feet like a two year old. They finally found a car for her and she drove it all yesterday.
SS8 is back with his mom again now and the weekend is over, it didn't even go that bad but I am glad it is over. I really tried to activly disengage this weekend and it did make it easier. Hell I didn't even cook, my DH was dissapointed but he didn't argue. So yesterday lunch was Wendy's, dinner was spagetti, breakfast this morning cereal, and lunch today mac and cheese and not the oven kind I make. There is a real lower quality of living when DH is in charge of food.
Still not better but I'm going to try to do the basics. When he comes home, just tell him to do his homework.If he does, great! If not, oh well. When I cook, if he eats it, great! If not, oh well. I'm down to wits end and I don't want to lose me again. I have become a raging ninkompoop and I hate it. I greatly appreciate all the comments so far. It comforts me in a way to know that I am not alone!
The longer I sit back and wait, the more agitated and aggravated I get because of the EW. I have made the attempt to have a conversation with her... NO Luck thus far... (she is probably waiting to make sure her sister is with her so they can gang up on me...) And I am sure I will be getting "A talking to" by my Hubby and my MIL, because in their eyes, she can do no wrong.... and I am doing everything I can to shut my mouth and breathe...
May I just say you ladies are so freeking addictive, I shouldve been up and cleaning an hour ago. Thanks for being the same old step-talk I know and love!!
Defetly avoided that statement a few minutes ago and had to dive into my safetey net, is actually more appropriate for the bridal blog I joined, not really a step family issue but brides dont cuss as much for some reason 
I am copying another poster and what I think is a great idea. I am going to add to it and add what I am upset about that day. After six months, I hope to look back and see my haves grow much bigger than my have nots.
Sunday 10/15
grateful for:
My husband
My kids
My careers
A beautiful day
My LV purse
Sens n silk
Breaking Bad
not happy about:
I have seen two cockroaches in the house
The anxiety that makes my stomach hurt
My neck hurts
The fact that I smoke
My decorator who is taking forever
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