Guess who came by today?
With her emo girlfriend, none the less! Ugh!!! She is supposedly getting more of her crap out of the room...just take it all already! Of course, DH is in there being all giggly with them...so excited that his dear princes finally came over. He came out to get a trash bag for her to put stuff in, and I pointed him to the boxes in the dogs' room...the BIG box! Nope, he grabbed the smaller one..."She isn't taking that much." Why not? Take it ALL...really...PLEASE!
The sound of HHB's voice is carrying through the house, and I can feel all the muscles in my neck and shoulders tighten. Just pack up your crap and go, already!
I didn't even acknowledge her when she walked in the door. I was doing my meal prep for the week, and I could feel her gaze burn through me. I'm sure I'm going to catch hell for it later..."You act like you don't even want her here!" Seriously, I pray those words don't come out of DH's mouth, as I will not be able to stop myself from saying, "Who's acting!" I'm not going to pretend that I like her or that she is welcome in this house! She burned that bridge the way she treated me when she lived here, and the way she left! If DH says I don't want her here, he is right! She does not respect me, and never will! She has no respect for my home...which by the by is also his home...and she never will! She has no respect for DH, and she never will! Only reason she even stopped by was to get more of her stuff...and our house happened to be on the way back to her home after she and emo girlfriend went out of town ALONE together (supposedly, HHB couldn't stand to be home this weekend after all the tragedy of this week...you know...an acquaintance of hers dying and all). My guess, she needs her other dresses because next weekend is prom, and seeing her in person today...yeah that dress does not fit!
DH said supposedly HHB is supposed to come some Saturday and clean the room. Will never happen...one...and two, I don't want her here that long! How about I put on a hazmat suit and clean it out my way, and he can take all her crap to her!
OMG Sally! LOL!
OMG Sally! LOL! Can't.....you and I have the same life. This is going to be what's going to happen in a few weeks when SD19 comes home. How am I supposed to be nice to her when all she'll do is trash my house? Last year SD19 managed to get all of her stuff from the dorm down into the basement and left it in one big pile. I put it all away on these 30 foot long storage shelves so the puppy wouldn't eat anything. SD19 couldn't find anything. I told DH to tell her to start with the UNMARKED boxes, because all of ours were marked from our move.
This year, we are going to tell her to put all of her stuff up on the shelves herself the day she gets home. Should be fun...... :O
~ Moon
May have discovered the real
May have discovered the real reason that HHB came by yesterday. Her social media is plastered with "how can I live my life...it shattered the moment you died" pictures of the memorial the family put outside of our sub-division for the two kids who died in the car crash. Girl is really playing this one up! It would be one thing if she were really close to the boy, but she wasn't! No one even knew she "knew" him until he died, then she started going on and on and on and on like he was her best friend! She still has yet to say anything to the extent of "please pray for this family"...no...it is all "me, me, me, me....you have to feel sorry for me...someone I once went to school with died, and that is a big deal to me!" Seriously, that girl needs therapy, and I'm not just saying that...I really think the girl needs therapy! BM does the same kind of thing...anything happens to anyone who she may have so much as known the name of, it suddenly is her burden!
Sally, I do think it is time for things to disappear. DH was in there when she was packing things up, but he would never remember what she took and what she didn't. He wasn't paying any kind of attention! He was just too giddy about princess being there. Luckily, it appears he knows better to say anything about the coldness between the two of us when she was here...thank goodness. I wasn't looking forward to a blow up fight over HHB yet again! I've said my peace in the past...he knows how I feel...it is best he leaves it alone!
Go buy a cheap metal storage
Go buy a cheap metal storage shed and put her shit out there to moulder until she comes to get it. End of irritation. Or better yet, put it in the back yard and cover it with a tarp. It rots faster that way.
If she does not come to get it when you hit your limit, call the Salvation Army to come get it. Take the tax write off.
Out in the yard sounds good.
Out in the yard sounds good. The ants won't have to work as hard to climb up to her room and fester.
~ Moon