Watching sd go backwards.
Sd used to have to bring in the mail. She gets dropped off right in front of the mailbox, but is no longer expected to bring it in.
Sd used to have to feed the outside cat, because she wanted to keep it. She is no longer made to do that.
Sd used to have daily chores to do. DH makes her do a chore or two here and there. Kitchen floor hardly gets washed anymore.
Sd used to have to do volunteer work one day a week. She is not made to do that anymore.
Sd is still wearing inappropriate tops to school.
Sd is given money for EVERYTHING she wants to do.
Sd owes a rather large fine at the library. She managed to get DH to drop off one out of three things that need to be returned. I imagine DH put it in the drop box, and has no idea that his precious daughter has decided to keep the other two things. I'm sure he has no idea about the fine.
SD's room still stinks.
Sd runs around the house in practically nothing.
DH has let his baby regress 100%
Congratulations to my DH!
I'm proud to say, I have NOTHING to do with this.
He can't ever blame me. He is
He can't ever blame me. He is the one who decided his way was best. He can pat himself on the back for all of this.
A lot has changed on my end.
A lot has changed on my end. I used to cook on the weekends, and I baked up a storm. I tried to make extra special touches in the house to make it nice. Now, the only area I worry about is the area I use, and live in. I rarely bake or cook anymore. If my kids or friends are coming over to visit, I'll cook, and make sure the kitchen area is scrubbed, and presentable, just because I like it that way, and I can enjoy it with good company. Other than that, I couldn't care less about any of it anymore. The girl will be 17 soon, and has absolutely no responsibilities. So lazy, she doesn't wipe her butt or flush the toilet. DH just keeps handing out money to her left and right. I don't bother to tell him things that I found out about his princess anymore. Let it build, and let him see what will happen.
As far as sex goes, it's definitely not what it used to be or very often. Just don't see him as a man anymore. I've lost so much respect for him. It's sickening to listen to her fool him with her fake charm, and manipulative ways. Hard to respect anybody who is so easily duped over and over again.
I really wish things would change, but I don't see it happening.
Annith, the last one is
Annith, the last one is hilarious!
Good Lord, who's going to
Good Lord, who's going to take care of her in adulthood?
My SD23 is dependent on BM (and the state). Notice I said BM, and not me and DH.
I refuse to let her live with us, pay any of her bills, "loan" her money or anything else. BM raised her to be co-dependent, so she can can be the one SD is dependent on. I hope BM lives for a long, long time.
Same crap in our house!
Same crap in our house! Yesterday I walked in the house, and the whole house smelled like SheSloth's room! I quickly went through the house and lit candles!
DH will be in a mood, and have a fit. After that, for a short time, SheSloth will have chores, will have to pick up after herself, will have to clean her room, etc. I guess it is too much work to keep up on, because then he lets her slide back into the old crap.
Same thing here. SD13 was
Same thing here. SD13 was brighter and more responsible when she was 11. She is very juvenile and can't do anything for herself. She plays dumb all of the time. I called her out on it at dinner this past weekend and told DH this is a true case of learned helplessness. SD13 can't/won't/doesn't do shit. Still sporting that Peter Pan boy haircut, too.
Except tonight she's at GIRL Scouts for a Christmas gift exchange. I asked DH if she took her key and he said "Probably not." DH went out to see a friend, so I am here, refusing to go pick her up. DH arranged for a ride home for SD13, but I know she doesn't have her key. I would usually be in the shower, but instead, I have unlocked the front door for her. Let's see if she's smart enough to turn the knob when she realizes she forgot her key. I told DH that sitting home and not taking a shower is just as inconvenient as me going to pick her up. She might even go as far as to slip in through the dog door, rather than try the front door. Last time this happened, she actually had her key, but couldn't manage to unlock the door herself. She had deadbolted the top after school, and left through the garage. So that one's on her. She had to have the adult who was driving her home get out of the car and unlock the door for her.
Let's see what happens. I have a good mind to go and lock the front door, but then the mom who is driving her home will call DH and then DH will call me and.......and DH never replaced the spare key in the shed. So there's that. Any minute now she should be arriving. Worthless, regressing, POS skid.
I hear ya, Not.
~ Moon
OMG, Sally, did you really
OMG, Sally, did you really put laxatives in something she ate? LMAO!!! BTW, what was it...
OMG, that is soooooo funny!!!
OMG, that is soooooo funny!!! LOL LOL LOL
I'm fighting the urge to make
I'm fighting the urge to make brownies for the skids...
Does that stuff melt?? A
Does that stuff melt?? A friend of mine (bless her wicked little heart) said she melted a chocolate laxative and poured it into a chocolate mold. She let the chocolate set, pooped it out of the mold, then left it as an anonymous gift for her (now ex) brother-in-law - who never figured out why he kept trotting to the bathroom. LOL
I tried hard in the
I tried hard in the beginning. I gave her nice things to make her room pretty, and everything I ever gave her, she trashed. I don't buy anything for her anymore. Not going to throw my money away. I used to make meals that she would pick out. Not anymore, let DH feed the ungrateful child. I used to try to have talks with her, and get her on the right path. Not anymore, it all went in one ear, and out the other.
She can't fool me, but she can fool her dad 24/7.
One of the things I admired most about DH when I met him, was his intelligence. He truly is a smart man, but when it comes to his daughter, his brain turns to mush. I suppose that's one of the things I find so repulsive about all this, and most likely, why I lost respect for him.
DH likes to say we don't see eye to eye on parenting...my eyes don't see him parenting at all.
She went out with friends the other night. Before she left, she yells out, I'm leaving. The door slams, she's out. DH jumps up, and yells out to her, "What time are you going to be home?" She said, I don't know. He says, well let me know. Last time I checked, it was up to the parents to give the child a curfew, not let the child decide when they want to come home...this, he calls parenting.
Last night, I asked DH to have her wash the floor. Lately I just don't care, but saw sticky jelly on the floor, and got grossed out. She washed the floor with the lack of energy, she puts into everything. This morning, I get up, and the jelly is still on the floor. I didn't bother to tell DH, he'll just defend her. "She's just a kid" Yup, a kid with no guidance in becoming a productive adult.
I remember when I was a small child, my parents would be going out, and mom would buy each of us a small bag of penny candy, and we'd go to grandma's house. I thought of that the other night. DH and I actually had a night out together. Before we left SD was whining like a little child, that she wanted ice cream. DH told her, he wasn't getting it that night. Then he tried to subdue her, by saying, "You want ice cream? You got the munchies for ice cream?" All with a smile on his face, hoping she wouldn't throw a tantrum. He made sure he got her some ice cream the next day. These are the times that make my stomach turn...when I see my big, intelligent DH turn into a big pile of manipulated ignorance. The thing is, she knows he's a sucker, and he has no clue as to how she is working him. She makes him look like a fool, especially in my eyes.
Another thing I mentioned to DH, was SD using a big wad of paper towels to clean her small mirror in her bathroom. He said to me, with a huffy attitude, "She doesn't use a lot, I talked to her about it. I told her to use one or two." Another example of how well the "talk" works. I heard her spin the roll, and knew she was being a brat, and was wasting again. DH NEVER checks, but I did. She used FIVE paper towels for one small mirror. We have a large mirror in our bathroom, and I can clean it with one.
my SD14 has not regressed,
my SD14 has not regressed, but she is definitely not progressing.
i no longer cook and sit down to family meals the two nights she is over. i eat on my own elsewhere and my fiance has to figure out what to feed her. i did eat breakfast with them on sunday because her cousin (who i adore) was over. it was a delight (not) to watch SD14 eat her pancakes with her hands, and have her feet up on the chair at the table. so yeah, im not missing anything there.
i never really bought anything for SD anyway, so that was easy enough to stop.
i have no picked up/dropped off in i dont know how long. i avoid visitation as much as possible. i know my fiance doesnt like that, but he's getting used to it and ive been happier.
I no longer eat with them
I no longer eat with them either. I get sick to my stomach listening to SD tell him the things he wants to hear, and watching him gobble it up.
DH asked me why I stood at
DH asked me why I stood at the kitchen sink looking out the window eating while he stood eating and S12 and PrincASS15 sat at the table and ate. I told him it's because I cannot stand to look at PrincASS15 while he shoves large amounts of food into his piehole. He crammed in HALF A CHICKEN BREAST!! Even admits he does not chew pasta - he just swallows. At that pint (we were eating pasta), I threw the rest of my dinner into the trash and had to fight the urge to throw up.
How can these dads be so
How can these dads be so blind? Is it that important for them to be right in their own eyes? Don't they realize how much nicer life would be if they just parented their kids? I know my marriage would be better if DH parented.
IMHO, I suppose DH feels that
IMHO, I suppose DH feels that at 15, PrincASS15 has the table manners of a pig at a trough and there's no changing him at this age. Apparently, he's always scarfed food like he's been starved for a month. DH said when PrincASS15 was younger (ages 2-6) he choked on food 4 different times (this was while DH was still married to that ho BioMonster). Apparently the human trash compactor has finally learned how to cram large quantities and gorge without choking. Or no one is around if he does. It disgusts me.