End of the Line
I haven't blogged in awhile. Things are about as bad as they can possibly get. Both SKIDS (SD17 and SS19) and I are totally disengaged. They are now allowed to miss school, DH does nothing about it. After they have both cussed him out repeatedly telling him to "shut the F up, get the F out of their room, you are stupid, you are a piece of shit," his stance is let them let enough rope out to hang themselves, its their choice. SD has missed almost three weeks of school supposedly sick but yet she can go to her afternoon job every day and stay out till 10:00 every night and be gone all weekend. SS19 is still allowed to drive the car I pay for and have all the privileges associated with life even though he can't get up on time to get to school. He even snuck his GF into our house at 4:00 a.m. on a school night! All DH did was ask what he thought he was doing. At first DH said he would make SS pay for his own stuff. Even told him that but now says that he is afraid if he makes him pay for car, insurance and phone that he really will drop out of school to work more hours to have more money. So, I give up. Of course, they call the older sister and cry to her about how horrible it is at home, how DH is yelling at them, etc. then she calls DH and yells at him and has even said she refuses to bring the grandson over because I'm a bitch! I honestly do not care one way or the other what happens to these self entitied, disrespectful brats! I couldnt care less if the oldest ever steps foot in my house again. I have told DH that I have no interest what so ever of having any relationship of any sort with any of his children.
This will be the first Valentine's Day that I have not gotten them anything. SS's brithday (19) is Sunday and I do not plan to even acknowledge the day. Usually I am the ones that buys the birthday cards, etc. Not this year. If DH wants him to have one he needs to get it.
DH travels and I hate when he is gone becauase I am left alone with this little assholes! OH, here is the bst one. When I lock the door at night they tell him I am locking the door in hopes they don't have their key. Really! They expect the door to be left open 24/7 so they can come and go as they please. Tonight he is gone and I dread going home like crazy but I have my mother there who has dementia that I am responsible for. She has heard me bad mouth them so bad that last week she told both skids they were "lazy pieces of shit!" Inside I laughed but I know that she is only forming that opinion because she has heard me and knows I can't stand them. Oh well, if the shoe fits!