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OT - Impossible came true

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I was out of control as a teenager in a passive defiant way. I got into a lot of trouble and made a lot of poor choices. One of them occurred when visiting my older sister in Vegas. I met a guy probably in his mid to late twenties and had a 1 week fling. I went back home. He said he would call me and even be coming to my state supposedly soon. I never got his information and his last name I lost from my memory because it was a Russian last name I wasn't familiar with. 6 or 7 months down the road I found out I was pregnant.

Babysitting

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I wish I was a babysitter. When I was young my parents would get me a babysitter and as I got older they called it companion sitting. I was too old for a babysitter and too young to make big decisions quickly if something happened. Sitters have it good. The parents have a talk with the child before they go or get busy with some project. They say something like so and so is in charge so you better listen to them and behave (or else). They tell the sitter how they can be reached if there are any problems.  Few sitters have any problems.

A Big Rant

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Me? Mean?

I'm unreasonable. I'm not fair. I'm always causing problems. I'm abusive. I hurt confidence and crush self-esteem. I only have negative things to say. I like to point out flaws and laugh at mistakes. I'm lazy and use all the money on myself. I brainwash my spouse and favor my own child. 

Why not take it a bit further. What's an evil stepmom really like? At first it's difficult to imagine myself as mean stepmom because I'm not one, but luckily I have a very vivid imagination. 

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Possible New Insight

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I was watching a Ted Talk this morning on the Secrets of Hostage Negotiators by Scott Tellema. It was discussing methods to use when you need to influence someone's decisions when their emotions are running high. Basically how to be a better listener.

Taking Care of SD16's Cat

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The extra pet and responsibility that goes along with it that I never wanted. The litterbox we didnt have a spot or space to put is in my diining room of all places. When the cat was a small kitten it was in SD's room. She is supposed to feed and clean the litterbox every day. This hasn't been done. I'd let DH handle it but he probably wouldnt notice the smell or a hungry cat. I cant let an animal be neglected so i take care of it. Yesterday i told SD from now on I'm going to charge her 5 for everytime I have to feed her cat and 10 when i have to do the litterbox. She freaked out.

Social Media Interferes With Remorse

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When I was younger I sometimes did something wrong that would get me in trouble with my parents. I wasn't always sent to my room or even grounded. After being corrected on my bad behavior I had to go about my day, maybe I would  isolate myself in my room pouting because of what I perceived as being unfair treatment, or a bit later I would talk to a friend about it. Either way I had some time with my own thoughts. I had time to sift through and reflect on what I had done that caused me to get in trouble.

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What's Fair

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When I have a problem I see many sides to the feelings of the people involved. Maybe it's because I'm female, maybe I'm too sensitive, maybe I fit with the "Empath" label, maybe I think too much, or maybe a combination of all. I have this habit of agonizing over all the possible consequences my decisions will make on the emotions of others.

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What Kind Of BM Would I Be?

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I started thinking this morning about different BMs and how crazy they are. Then I started to wonder about if there is any normal BMs out there. There has to be. Maybe we don't hear much about them because they don't often use or need a support group. They aren't causing trouble for their ex DH and his family.

I Got My Book!

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I got my book, lost my book, and found my book in a place that could have been interesting come Christmas.

I got a call from the bookstore yesterday telling me my book order was in. I went to the store and paid for it along with a book for DD8 and SD15.

Today DH mentions to me that he wrapped that book for SD15 for me. I thank him for wrapping it for me and putting it under the tree for her.

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