So, I am at work and my mother calls me. SS22 has called her and told her that he is having a friend of his "stop by" to go up to "his room" and get his game system. Mom calls me because she doesn't want this kid coming in the house when no one but her is home, but she never wants to tell anyone no so she makes me tell her to tell them no and then she can blame it on me and no one ever gets mad at her. (nice that I am her scape goat, right? LOL) But anyway, so I ask her, "Why can he not come get it himself?" She said that he told her he didn't have enough gas. I said, "Oh, well sucks for him then. NO... when he has gas he can come and get ALL of his stuff. When the friend shows up, tell him that I won't let you let him in because no one else is home and just leave it at that." She says ok, she's happy. Great.

10 minutes later she calle me again. She called SS22 and told him that his friend was not going to be allowed to come in the house. She said that SS22 went off and said, "What is wrong with your f***ing daughter's head? This is bullshit!!" I said, "oh, that's nice Mom... you could have at least said, hey I don't want him here either... but whatever. Tell dh about what ss22 had to say when he gets home." She said ok.

So I text dh and I tell him the above story but instead of telling him about the kind words ss22 had to say about me to my mother, I tell him to ASK my mother when he gets home from work about what his lovely son had to say about me today.

An hour after dh got home I get this text from dh.
"OMG... don't know what's wrong with his head! Sry baby. Will have to get a hold of him and have him get his stuff out so there is no more of this kind of shit! Love you!"

Anyone who read my blogs about wanting SS's crap out of my house... remember how DH said that SS22 didn't have anywhere to put his stuff??? WOW... amazing how that tune changed when SS22 popped off his disrespect to my mother, huh?

I sent dh a text back and said:
"Um apparently I am the one with something wrong with my head... he needs to get his shit out because now that he's been an ass, he's got 2 weeks and I donate and sell what is usable and toss what's not. I am DONE with this disrespectful bullshit!!"

So now let's see where this goes.
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Update: DH apparently tried to call SS22 and of course ss did not answer. He never does, but daddy still pays for his cell phone month after month so that "dh can get a hold of ss"... or so he says. Well, instead of trying to call again or texting him and telling him to call, dh just kept saying, "I will try to call him later." I said, "You know, apparently this is just too much for you to handle. I will deal with it my damn self."

So I sent ss22 a text message. I told him since he has no consideration for my mother and the fact she was here alone and that no one needs to be rummaging through our house looking for his shit (oh yes, I found out that he wanted this friend to not only go in "HIS room", but he also wanted him to go into my ds17 room to get something else), he has 2 weeks to come and get ALL of his shit out of this house or else I will be dealing with it myself. I also went on to tell him if he has a problem with me he needs to say it to my face. After I sent it, I told DH that I sent the message and told ss he has 2 weeks and if he doesn't get the crap out of here by then, neither one of them are going to like what I do with his shit! I am SICK of all of this bullshit (yes I said that to dh). SS did not respond, nor did dh.

I will be spending a part of this weekend packing shit up. I had purchased a crib and changing table back when he was pretending that he was going to be a father to his child. I plan to take everything out of that and sell the set since he has no plans to be a father any time soon because he's too busy pretending he's 16. His shit will get piled up on his bed where he can find whatever he needs to to pack the shit out of here.

I am SICK of these sk's today I REALLY, REALLY am.