I've noticed that in the last few months, that I've been able to isolate events and behaviors of other people that seem to trigger me to lose my temper or composure. It's kind of when I know I am reaching a point where I just can't stay around someone anymore without getting harsh. I think that many people in the roles that we have pretty much have a breaking point, and in some cases, I have gone past the breaking points until I can't go any further. It's like being on a tightrope, and the rope is so tethered and frayed, you are wondering how you can possibly continue to walk on it.

Well, I've had a difficult couple of days and haven't been on line because of some events that have happened at home. Namely, a major crisis and comment made by spouse, in which I was so angry, I could have really slapped him silly. In any event, I have a greyhound puppy that is 17 weeks old, and 2 nights ago, I took him outside around 5 p.m. because my husband didn't want to be bothered him in, so we decided that I would let him run in the fenced yard. That was fine.

Thanks SympatheticBioDad for stopping by my main blog to say hi! That was so very nice of you!

Well, things with my step-son are not getting better. Since he moved back in with his mother, he's actually gotten worse. My Hubby and his ex had a very long talk last night about their son and came to a very hard conclusion: he needs medical help.

I almost have to laugh this morning as the last couple of days, as much as I wanted to have enough time to myself to write and blog what I have been doing, there just wasn't enough time, because I couldn't get enough help from my husband with the dogs. Two days ago, he was supposed to be watching the puppy for an hour, and I found out when I came downstairs, that a tapestry rug my Mom had given me had been soiled on by the dog. Mind you, I am home for over 8 hours during the day with no accidents from 3 dogs. But give my husband, 1 dog, and 1 hour, and there's a mess.

In searching for answers to my questions, I found this website. I am new to the "stepparent" role and face new and challenging obstacles on a daily basis. Hopefully, this site can shed light on some of the problems I encounter. Here's hoping.

I live with my daughter (16) and my boyfriend of two years (who also has a daughter (15) who lives with her mom most of time. We bought a new home (with the blessing of both daughtes) and each daughter has their own rooms. Before we moved in to the house, they were all for it. Now, almost a year later, we have complete disharmony.

I've had a couple of productive days here during the day by myself. It rained overnight and then the pool company was out early this afternoon again to set up the pool. Turns out the filter housing is cracked and needs to be repaired so hopefully our insurance will cover it. I have to wait for the company to send a technician to look at work order for the repair. After that, hopefully, it will be approved. But I found out, the insurance won't cover the diving board because it is a structure so we will have to purchase a new one, and that stinks, as it isn't cheap ($375).

Wow...the older she get's the more I cannot tolerate her. Today I came home to find Melanie sprawled out on her bed watching a movie with her friends. Some snide comment was made about me while I requested the dishwasher unload. I still haven't been thanked for the b-day gift even though her father mentioned to her that it might be a nice gesture. Last night she left the house at midnight only to return at 3:30 am. She just does whatever the hell she wants with no regard for anyone. She mentioned that her college grad is in May and reserved a ticket for me.

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Well, TGIF, because I don't think I could really handle this week again. My husband is quite the grouch these days and can't seem to understand that I do need his help with these dogs. His idea of "helping" is to watch tv and set the toybox out for the pup. So, if Bullet doesn't "tell him" he has to go out, and has an accident on the comforter on the floor on my carpet, then it's Oh, I didn't know. How come I can be here all day with him with two other dogs without these problems?

Well, here's some food for thought as I have been thinking about this for days and days. I had written a couple of blog entries in the last two days but accidentally deleted them before I got them posted. SD's biomom sent my husband a ridiculous melodramatic email at work stating that SD was being harassed by me and that my husband needed to stop me or she would look into filing a restraining order. My husband fired back about all of SD's deflammatory remarks on the public blogs and that I had the right to respond. So, it has been an aggravating, turbulent couple of days.