It's all about respecting what's not theirs!
I am so tired of skids being babied and having no limits, they are adults for hell sakes, not little children. Excuse the language, I'm still so pissed about this whole situation.
It all started over a stupid bottle of BBQ sauce. I had bought some specialty BBQ suace at the farmer's market last week, for us to use when DH BBQs on the grill. Yesterday, I notice a bottle is missing and wondered if skids took it with them to a BBQ they went to on 4th of July. It's not about the bottle of BBQ, I don't have a problem with them using it, as long as it benefits the whole family. The point I was trying to make to DH was if they were going to take an entire bottle to a BBQ at a friend's house, they need to respect that they didn't buy it and ask DH or myself if it's ok.
I find out they didn't take it, they were going to use it at home before they were invited to the BBQ, so it was in the fridge. I admit to DH that I was wrong, but he proceeds to tell me I had made a big deal out of nothing.
I was so infuriated that he would attack me like that. It's not nothing in my opinion. They have free rent, free utilities, free food, free TV, free internet. FREE FUCKING EVERYTHING, but if they are going to a friend's house, they need to at least have the RESPECT enough to ask about taking stuff to feed everyone there, since they didn't buy it. I would have had to ask growing up. I didn't buy it, and if I wasn't eating it at home/was taking enough for everyone, I had to ask to take it or buy my own food to take. Simple enough right? Am I expecting too much?
Oh no, DH freaks out, comes up with the BRILLIANT idea that from now on, he'll buy food for him and skids, and put their name on it. I buy food for me and my daughter, and put my name on it. Such fucking bullshit, why did we even get married then? Maybe DH and skids should move out then, if we're going to have separate everything. No point in being married right?
But no, DH still does not get my point, and never will because he's still too busy playing the friend card and making up for not being there when they were growing up. Maybe I was already pissed off because SD hadn't cleaned the floors like she is supposed to on her days off? SS's room was a mess, and then the ignorant little shit doesn't offer to help bring XL wire dog kennel in the house, sits playing the computer, watches me struggle getting it in the house from the garage. He offers to help set it up...thanks but I can unfold a kennel myself, I already did the hard part packing it in to the house! Then he breaks my biggest pet peeve house rule- leaves dirty dishes in the sink overnight. z
GRRRR, I'm so running away for a week, and he can see exactly everything I do around here when the house looks like hell when he gets home the next week!