I had to call my Daddy on my DH!!!
Okay, I know this isn't exactly about step-parenting but aside from Myspace, which most of my family is a part of, this is the only safe place I have to go.
So it all starts b/c I ask DH to spray the air freshner we have in the bathroom b/c I can smell his shit in the bedroom, where I was trying to put up clothes. He make the comment "How bout I just spray you on the head?" So I step into the bathroom and say "Excuse Me?" and threw a small tube of muscle rub at him, it hit the wall and then the floor, and so he picks it up and throws it at me and actually hits me with it. Well then I picked up anything that was on the sink and threw at him until I hit him with one of those 10 count cotton pad holders, real small, real light. He starts whining and then gets mad and shoves the shelf over that is in front of him. I started telling him "that's bullshit, that right there is bullshit." He tried to say something and I said "No, F**k that." and got in my vehicle and left. I did not get maybe 5 minutes down the road before I decided that he needed to be the one to leave for a bit, not me. So I get home and tell him to leave. Well, that starts a whole new set of problems. Suddenly we are not compatible, he wants a divorce, I need to be the one to leave, he is moving HIS paycheck into another account, I am a bitch, this is his house, yadda yada yadda. So I call my dad and tell him he needs to come get this asshole of my house.
While waiting for my dad to get here, I hear more of the same and after telling him that it is not his paycheck, that w/o me staying here with the kids he could not go and make the money he makes and that this is my house, I am not leaving, I finally tell him that I am not going to argue with him anymore. I have a really bad habit of sitting there and ignorning someone afterI have said what I want to say and they just talk in circles. I'll be damned if I am going to chase my damn tail!! Anyway, so he says that now I don't care about his feelings. I just sat there.
So my dad gets here and they go for a walk and talk for about 2 hours. When they get back , it's a whole different story. He's sorry, he doesn't really want a divorce, he only want to love me, he didn't mean it. Come on, waht was said? Hell, I don't know. I am a grown woman and it took my daddy to make my damn DH change his tune. Hmmm, wonder if brought the shotgun?