Just tell me when we're almost out ....
If SD13 isn't going to inform anyone she needs more feminine products, how are we supposed to know? Does she expect us to keep tabs on them? Probably, yes! Since "mama" does EVERYTHING for her and SD12! And when she's out of her "teen" brand, she busts into my stuff and uses them all and doesn't inform me or her father that she needs more or that she's used mine ... and then when I need mine, guess what? Almost none left! I hate that especially since it usually happens after I've already made my weekly run to the store! NO CONSIDERATION drives me batty!!!!!! So, I decided to hide my regular products and now she's stuck having to use my overnight products during the day ... suck it up, sweetie! That's what happens when you can't make simple communication with those that provide for you!
Was that mean of me? Her father has told her a million times if she's getting low to tell someone so we can stock back up again!! I'm just a little fed up with it, can't you tell?!
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Thank goodness they go back
Thank goodness they go back to BM today for a week b/c EVERY LITTLE THING they are doing/saying is getting on my last nerve ...
SD12 just comes downstairs "Is daddy mowing the lawn?"
ME: "No, the lawn mower is broken."
SD12: "Oh I thought he got it fixed because I heard a lawn mower noise. So where is he then?"
ME (thinking this but not saying it): Well, it's called having NEIGHBORS!
What I actually said, "No, it's still broken. If it was fixed he probably would have mowed the lawn yesterday. He is still sleeping, thus our bedroom door being shut."
SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH!
I'ma - We have told her all
I'ma - We have told her all of this EVERY time she's been with us for the past year she's had it. I understand it's still daunting, but to me, it all comes down to their laziness because they EXPECT everyone to take care of everything for them (thanks, BM!). I've talked til I'm blue in the face as has her father ... we've emphasized over and over that we need to be told and she can just say "I'm almost out of products" or something simple and that's sufficient. I'm fed up with their lack of commuication about A LOT OF THINGS in general!
I HIDE, HIDE, HIDE all this
I HIDE, HIDE, HIDE all this stuff as well as ALL of my hair products and make-up because this is exactly what SD will do. Out of conditioner? She'll steal mine out of my shower, then I go to take a shower and no conditioner. Really, ANYTHING of mine she can get her hands on (including clothes) is fair game for her, no boundaries whatsoever.
DH doesn't even know my hiding spot AND I make sure that my things are always situated a certain way, so I can tell if my hiding spot security has been breeched and I need to find a new spot, because I wouldn't put it past either one of them to go snooping. It's maddening to have to hide shit in your own house!
That's exactly what I have
That's exactly what I have had to resort to when they are here. I may be selfish here but I buy expensive shampoo/conditioner for myself ... I WILL NOT SHARE IT! They have been reminded over and over and over to not use my shampoo and conditioner. I purchase those things (SO gets food assistance since he's a fulltime student so our agreement when we moved in together was that I'd buy non-food items .... ok but I will NOT buy epensive shampoos for kids and he's fine with that) so I don't want that stuff wasted b/c they don't use the right amount! They flat out lied one time when several of my lipsticks were sitting out (colors I VERY RARELY use and I rarely use lipstick to begin with so I know it was them that took it out) and said they didn't touch it!
we have always referred to
we have always referred to them as "personal items" and I asked my girls to tell me before they run out. I try to buy in bulk..bc the need is continuous! lol
maybe ask her to write you a note and stick it to your make up mirror if she's embarrassed about asking. Or to just send you a text.
I need some personal items... code word "the green ones" meant pads or "the blue ones" mean tampons.
I knew which was for who.
I remember being that age and it was completely humiliating to me. My mom didn't talk about it or encourage me to be open. It's a wonder I made it as far as I have today!