Things have been going smoother since DH agreed to quit trying to force me to be excited about homecoming. Only a couple more days and it will all be behind us. Until then I've been trying to stay zen about all the hooplah leading up to it - the dress fittings, ordering flowers, the Powder Puff football game, picking up the dress... all that jazz. DH keeps sending me pics of the kids doing all these things and whatnot and I just...don't care.
pic of 'the dress'... whatever
pic of the Powder Puff game... woohoo
since the last time I was one here I took a step back from trying to be involved, disengaging, it honestly only made the situation worse. DH and I fought about how I don’t care how everything seems fake and the like. So I went to ca last weekend and SD was also gone with BM for the weekend because they had a trip planned. So DH had an entire weekend to figure his side out after we fought about this stuff. But we let SD go with BM This way we could have SD for Halloween since it’s during the week.
I need to vent.
I can't stand when people say "well you knew what you were signing up for!" or "love him, love his kid!"
No. This kid is an entitled little douche. And it's because of shit parenting from my husband, his ex wife and the village that is raising this child.
He's going to be the death of my sanity and my marriage. I'm sitting here googling "how to get a divorce" because something so seemingly insignificant is what did it for me.