SS13 came back to our house yesterday and, as usual, was sullen. DH went down a list of missing assignments to make sure he had done them (the app doesn't always accurately show if something has been turned in). Of course, this greatly annoyed SS. Sorry, kid. But the number of times you've fallen behind in classes and lied about work, you're going to get asked.

My previous blog mentioned that my ex-fiance proposed to me (again) via text. (Yeah.) He wanted to be married, but not live together.  Nope - that is not for me. Now he blocked me because of something written in my attorney's letter.  Wth?  I never reach out to my exF anyway.  He told me he was going to block me, but I "could feel free to email." This is such bizarre behavior.  Well, bipolar behavior I suppose.  He seems to be worsening.  I have to stop trying to rationalize the irrational.

I have a contractor in the plant today doing some installation work.  So, I am sitting here on a Saturday finding anything I can to distract me from writing procedures. Which I detest writing.

The vision that my boss and the execs aligned on when I accepted the job was that I would define, build, tool, staff, lead, and replicate the organization I was hired to deliver. 

If it isn't the consequences of her own actions coming back to bite her in the ass.

Not that I am celebrating in somebody's misery, because I don't do that in general and that is not what this is about, but I certainly am glad that my SD 12 has finally had to face a real consequence of her own actions regarding her irresponsibility and inability to listen to what she has been told to do as well as be held accountable to follow through with something.

Back in the early nineties, 15 yr old skid kills SM and his step brothers:

https://www.distractify.com/p/kids-behind-bars-james

Do you all remember some of your first thoughts when you discovered you were going to have a baby for the first (or newly second, third, etc) time?

Not going to lie some of my first thoughts were:

My sweet Pittie mix has a terrible time with storms. Very little response to Prozac or Xanax and I think one other thing the vet tried. Thundershirt and hemp chewies also not effective.

She pants, drools, shakes, climbs on me, runs out into the storm if she gets half a chance. She really suffers, and so do I.

And my grumpy old lady border collie mix is super protective of me and doesn't share well.

Something fun for you all - over here in my neck o the woods, is an alive and well art colony. Also a fishing village.

The two have met many times

Here is an instance where the meeting has gone ABSOLUTELY viral in a good way.

Not skids this time but .... my mother 

She decided to come into town and to be nice and a good daughter I told her she could stay at my place. 
 

Im regretting everything...

Not only is my new place smaller (so I can't  hole up in my room to avoid having to make small talk/entertain) but she decides to stay mf ing SEVERAL days as if I'm just as job-free as she is 
 

Like look here, just because you're retired doesn't mean I wanted you to invade my space while I'm working from home and glued to my desk. 
 

Back in my past I used to be hell on wheels on because the dude I procreated with (huge mistake because that fool didn't deserve my birthing/parenting efforts although I did have a pretty and healthy baby) .... was a complete narcissistic ahole who enjoyed driving me to the brink of neuroticism every time for his narcissistic supply. 
 

Anyways I used to be triggered by another woman dealing with my kid but after some time I realized ... if my kid isn't being abused or neglected then I need to chill and focus on myself during his parenting times.