Last week before the skids went back to their mom’s they told us that they were going on a mini vacation with their grandmother (BMs mom). They had casually mentioned it a while back but there were no solid plans. Then literally hours before walking out the door for a long weekend with their BM (we swapped some days so we weren’t going to see them for 5 days) they say “Oh, by the way, our vacation with grandma is Sunday through Wednesday.” Monday and Tuesday were supposed to be our days. Nobody even mentioned this or offered to trade. At first it really chapped my a** because we were getting screwed out of two of our days so the skids could do something with BMs family. If it were the other way around, BM would have had a fit if we didn’t trade days. So, I asked DH if he was going to say anything about. He said he planned to (he was p*ssed too). Aaaaaand he never said a thing.

So now it has been 7 days since the skids have been here and honestly, I couldn’t give a sh*t. It’s been nice, really. Things are so hectic when they’re around. The littles get riled up and set my nerves on edge because they want to play with their older siblings. The skids either agree to play and get them even more riled up or hide in their rooms in the basement playing on their phones and sleeping - in other words, being utterly useless and lazy. Drives me BONKERS.

I used to really like these skids. I’ve known them since they were 4 and 5. I’ve tried so hard to be a good stepmom and have a relationship with them but now that they are teenagers, it’s like I hardly know them anymore. They’re just ghosts drifting through my house, draining my bank account.

Maybe I’ll get struck by lightning for saying it but I am already counting the days until they both go off to college and we see them even more rarely.