K is a crying, whining mess. all.day.long. She only napped for an hour today but she needed more. And, she keeps grinding her teeth which makes her sound like one of the aliens in Signs.
C is constantly hungry. "Mommy, I'm hungry" all afternoon.
I have to return a maul to xh. I have very, very seriously considered throwing it through his windsheild and being like, here's your fucking maul, asshole.
How much trouble would I actually get into for that? It would only be a misdemeanor, right? Would I even need a lawyer? I'd just go ahead and plead guilty. Can I ask for PBJ on my own? Even if I had to pay him for a new windsheild, I think it might be worth it.
Throw it throught the window of the house. THat you are still paying on :-).
Ooooh, THAT is a good idea. I can't get in trouble for breaking my own window!
I'm so sorry, fuckstick. I'm going through my own shitty family situation right now and it sucks. I'm mad, and then I feel bad for being mad. And then I'm sad.
One of my colleagues said "borrow the windex in my office and wipe down your windows, they're dirty". I say "Hey, that's a great idea! Thanks!" but my window didn't cooperate and now the lower 6 inches is bloody streaky. Would it be wrong to e-mail him and tell him it's all his fault because now all I am going to see and hear is "YOU HAVE A STREAKY WINDOW!"?
My window needs to be resealed or reglazed but they won't fix it because they're not making any structural repairs/changes to our space. I am going to have snow drifts there this winter.
It seems we'll never have enough (just this week, we're actually okay -- not great, we save very little, but we save). But when I think about all the stuff we need -- new filters for the vacuums (which are like $30 each, wtf), the boys need shirts and shorts and probably another pair of shoes, Jake needs new shoes b/c his are old and his knee started bothering him, we just had to buy a microwave b/c ours crapped out, etc. -- I get completely overwhelmed. Again, it's stupid, b/c we eat well and we have enough to live. But it's still stressful.
And yeah. $30 makes a huge difference right now.
On top of the job crap I've gone through the past week I'm spent. I want to crawl in a hole and hide with my babies. Jake can come if he brings chocolate.
This is us too. And with the rate ds is growing right now, I'll buy him stuff that fits him right now and have to buy bigger stuff in a month or two. The kid has almost NO summer clothes because he's gigantic. He's in 12 month onesies and jammies. And 9 month pants. We have like 3 short sleeved onesies for him and no shorts.
I'm really tired of my xh being a damn alcoholic douche canoe. I have no idea if he's still living with xmil or not. The last time he was living there, he came home drunk one night and crawled in bed with my kid and xmil (xmil and dd were sleeping in dd's bed). He got arrested AGAIN on Saturday for alcohol related offenses and I'm pretty sure this one is going to land him in jail for an extended period since he was on probabtion from the last one. I just got a child support payment from him after not getting anything for over 6 months and I'm sure because of this recent arrest, he couldn't go to work and lost this job also. I'm tired of it. I'm glad it doesn't seem to affect dd though. I'd be a livid mess if she ever said anything to me about it.
And I'm tired of xmil enabling xh. I wish she would kick him out, take his car away (that she gave him because she got a new one) and let him figure out how to live and pay child support for his two kids on his own. Even if he has to live on the damn street. Maybe he'd figure his shit out if she would do that. It pisses me off to no end that she KNOWS she enables him, yet continues to do it.
It seems that all of our major appliances are going to wait and break at the same time. The fridge is making some stupid noise, the dishwasher is a piece of junk and noisy as hell, and our a/c has needed repairs 3 out of the last 5 summers. Add to that the roof and fence we replaced last year, AND the TWO water heaters we've had to buy for this house, and I'm over it. My credit card is lying on the floor crying from all the abuse.
My day has left me emotionally, physically, and mentally drained. I don't even know what to do with myself to make me happy. I am in one of those I don't want to do anything, but doing nothing isn't what I want to do either. Ugh.
During this awful day at work DH asks if I paid Logan's tuition. He wrote the check but I thought he had delivered it. They didn't have it. So I get out of work and get soaked because I forgot my umbrella. Go to pick up Logan and get out in front of the pick up area to look through my purse to for the check. Didn't find it. Wrote a new one. Got home and discovered that at some point my badge clip opened and the only thing left is my badge. I lost my security access card which costs like $45 to replace.
I went to the dermatologist today to get a weird brown spot under my toenail looked at because it could have been toe cancer. But it wasn't. It's a bruise. And just as my heart rate is slowing and she's all done reassuring me, she looks at my back and says "Oh my. How long has that big, black mole been there?" The biopsy results will be back in a week. She prescribed a glass of wine when I got home.
I went to the dermatologist today to get a weird brown spot under my toenail looked at because it could have been toe cancer. But it wasn't. It's a bruise. And just as my heart rate is slowing and she's all done reassuring me, she looks at my back and says "Oh my. How long has that big, black mole been there?" The biopsy results will be back in a week. She prescribed a glass of wine when I got home.
Crap! Scary. But I'm glad you went and she saw it. Good luck.
i hate when i'm texting with my mom about not good stuff, she makes what is probably an offhand remark ("i can't do this anymore" kind of stuff,) i call her and she doesn't answer the phone. she was probably on the phone with my brother the first time i called but now it's been almost 30 minutes and still nothing and no response from my texts. she knows i still have issues with this (not answering a call/text when i know someone has their phone on them) so i wish she would just send me a text so i know she's alive.
Did you tell her that in your texts? Maybe the phone is silent somewhere? Hate feeling like that.