Well, I really hate pickups and drop offs for visitation.

Drop offs arent too bad, but lately each pickup involves drama of some kind and crying Munchkin all the way home.

Mondays. 

I get home but need to gas up my car before work the next day. I offer to pick up Munchkin SD14 since Im out and about anyway and DH who works as a mechanic is dead tired. Sounds easy, right? DH tells Munchkin Im on my way. Toxic Troll had told DH that Munchkin had been sick and thrown up previously. Munchkin insists shes ok, its just her period (Whaaaaat?)

Thanks all, for your tough-but-kind-and-very-truthful words. I had been entertaining the thoughts of marital counseling, but came to conclusion that you all are right. Start with me first. Then DH can either follow along or not.

As Jupiter and Saturn have converged, apparently Toxic Troll BM is going for her Mother of the Year award for 2020.

Last night, DH recieved a text from the Troll detailing yet another fight with Feral Forger. On and on about a chore liste given 5 days ago still not done, and then...drumroll...

How FF called TT a D!ck.

And TT, like the true Troll she is "looked her in the eye and slapped her". And then FF apologised for calling her mother a dk.

And her text (sort of priceless) to DH: "baby steps to her learning to respect".

Great news! For those who have been following "Fail-Gate", Munchkin SD14 has pulled up her grades!!! 3 B's and 5 C's, up from 3 F's, 4c's and 1 B.

I took advice given. Found out what her currency is. Talked with her about what we can do to help her out. Badgered the heck out of her. I even went and emailed some of the teachers, went to a few teacher hours on Zoom. Bought her Art Supplies (failing class). Spent a few hours talking about assignment that was confusing. Made an assignment check list that she checked things off.