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Where we are in the world; it is just about time for the annual skids holiday... and once again I am faced with the usual thoughts regarding upheaval in my usually peaceful home...
And when I say upheaval folks I don't mean my step children... I mean the accompanying crazy that come from, yep you guessed it the children's mother...
Overworked's blog got me to thinking about this.
I don't know if SDs have ever overheard us fight about bm and/or them. I'd hope not.
I do feel for the kids who've had to hear our fights and unsavory things said in said fights about them/bm.
Apparently they were fighting over laundry or something like that and ss17 told yuck that he understands why hus dad divorced her!
He told her that her verbal abuse and her raging fits is why dh left her and she is nuts.
Not saying it was right for him to say this but it sure was funny.
The sad part is that yuck kids see through her and don't like to be around her much. And yuck brought this on herself.
I'm irritable! Probably largely due to being due in 10 days. (ya think?)
I had to ask DH to please ask ss13 to knock/ask before entering our room tonight after he flew past me at 9 pm as I was heading to the bathroom and he wanted to say goodnight to his dad. Even my 9 year old son has more respect and will stand patiently at my door when it is open, and wait to get my attention before walkIng in.
We were at my moms the other night having dinner with my sister and her dh and their 5 year old DS.
So nephew likes to say the blessing so as he was saying it he said "and bless my little sister"
Now the thing is he doesn't have a sister he is an only child. LOL
I asked my sister if she was preggo she said no but DS wants a sister and keeps asking all his idea. LOL.
They are trying but he didn't know that. Plus how does he know he will get a sister. It was the cutest thing to hear him say that. And my sister said he does that every time he prays. LOL
And then we have days like today.
On the surface, pretty crappy. We woke up for the 2nd day in a row to a clogged toilet. Like overflowing with shit clogged. Thanks skids! Still not sure how a toilet clogs overnight but whatever.
Anyway, it turned into a major disaster. And I tend to gget panicky/bitchy about situations like that. but FDH handled it all with grace and humor, and made me laugh all day.
And we had the most mind blowing sex, twice. Above all else, that man knows how to treat a lady in bed.
I feel lucky.
I blogged yesterday about how BM basically screwed the skids and FDH over by stealing their day camp money and using it for herself, and how he was just letting her get away with it.
I sat and thought and thought about it, and got more and more angry, and it dawned on me that this is just a symptom of a much bigger issue between us. The long and short of it: he's hesitant to have a child with me (I have no bios but would love one; I went through infertility/miscarriage hell with my exH) but he had two with that worthless POS.
I have noticed a few of my items have come up missing. A hair brush and comb set, lipbalm, Facial soap and a purse. I had a sneaking feeling that SD9 had something to do with the disappearance of said items because she shown an interest in the particular items in question. DH called and asked SD if she had taken the items and she denied ever touching them. I left it at that and decided to put my things away next visit.
My laptop died and I have not been on here in forever!!
So on the last day of school I dropped off SD16 at BM's mothers house for the summer!! I didn't get two miles away and she is already texting me a list of stuff she forgot to bring like her phone charger, ipod charger and laptop charger. Big surprise!
I only heard from her a couple of times asking stupid questions but other than that I am in heaven without her!! I wish it could be this way all the time.
Her post (paraphrasing): I only get high when I've had too many lows ... and pretty much any other time of the day.
Yes, SD20 is unemployed (got fired) but has money to out of STATE to get drunk every weekend. Now let's add get high to the list. I know about marijuana (she freely admits), probably cocaine (boyfriend posted a picture), God knows what else.
Suppressing twinge of pride here (sarcasm).