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BMnotallowed's picture

BM came by to get the girls to take them out for a day. When she called and asked politely DH said sure. I already don't like the fact that after just leaving her kids behind to live her life and cursing him out that he would say she can just come get the girls for a play day. But I'm not the parents so that's not my problem. My problem is that I went to wash my hands and the downstairs bathroom door was locked. I knocked and heard BM's voice " I'll be out in a minute". DH said he didn't let her in. The girls did cause she had to use the bathroom real bad.

I don't know if I'm being immature but that makes me really uncomfortable. DH told BM its not ok for her to walk into our house and she knows that. She whispered something to him and he told her to get out. We're going to have to have a talk with the girls when they get home. I disinfected my bathroom. That just really bother's me.

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Not the Brady Bunch's picture

EEEEEWWWWWWWW. Glad you had the disinfectant handy. We had custody exchange set at police station for good reasons. Did BM win custody of DH's balls? WE all ask ourselves that question I swear.

FTMandSM's picture

HELL NO!!!! BM is NOT allowed in my house at all. She doesn't want me in hers and I don't want her in mine. If she needs to use the bathroom, she can go to the gas station up the street before she gets here or hold it. SO knows the rule, I don't care if she has a stab wound or is being chased by a crazed killer, you CAN NOT come into my home.

She is using the bathroom for an excuse to see and judge your home.

BMnotallowed's picture

"I don't care if she has a stab wound or is being chased by a crazed killer". I almost peed myself at that lol. You don't play around. She will not be stepping foot in here again. I mean if she was bleading to death she could lay on my front porch until help arrives lol

FTMandSM's picture

That is how I feel about her...I wish I didn't have such feelings of hatred. LOL! She can just sit in her car and bleed. I don't want to have to clean up her mess. I'm already having to pick up the pieces with SO. She left him an emotional mess.

Mercury's picture

I told DH if BM was ever stranded on the side of the road and had the kids we'd only pick them up, she could fend for herself. He thought that was a terrible thing to say. Good thing I didn't say what I really thought: if she was bleeding out and dying on the side of the road, not only would I NOT stop and help, I wouldn't even call 911.

omgsaveme's picture

WTF is wrong with people? I don't care if I was going to pee my pants, I would NEVER set foot in my exes house. I would not feel comfortable at all. Where do you guys find these BMs ????

Not the Brady Bunch's picture

Gutters.

DaizyDuke's picture

I know! I was trying to think it through and at first was like... well if she was going to poop her pants or something, how do you tell her no? but then I was like screw that! I would NEVER even ask to enter my ExH GF home for any reason, EVER! That is just strange and somehow degrading to me!

Not the Brady Bunch's picture

Like why would she come to your house with a load to begin with? Oops. I forgot. To stink it up even more than she already does.

BMnotallowed's picture

Your so right. As soon as DH gets home from work I'm going to chirp in his ear until he rights it.

StepKat's picture

After what BM did to my dog the first and only time she ever came into my home, she doesn't even know where we live. I REFUSE to even let her approach my home EVER! I told DH if she ever tries I will not hold back.

steplife's picture

I don't think I would mind BM using our bathroom. But only because we have a 1/2 bath downstairs and she wouldn't be able to see much of the house as it's close to the front door. Also when either of us pick up SD at eachothers home we come in but stay right in the entry way, no wandering around! However, I would also disinfect!

Not the Brady Bunch's picture

Bathroom today…bedroom tomorrow…who knows what she can "borrow." Just sayin'.

omgsaveme's picture

LMFAO imagine the next time she came over, you saw her wearing your shirt she borrowed from your room. My feeling is that its my exes and his GFs home, we do not get along, why the hell do I want to go in their house ? I have no desire to see what it looks like. Even if we did get along I wouldn't want to.

Not the Brady Bunch's picture

I still think his ex would try to jump his bones given half the chance. He would be disgusted, but it would be like trying to peel a feral cat off him once she locked on.

BMnotallowed's picture

Oh I would go hulk. You won't like me when I'm angry just ask DH. I feel like cleaning my bathroom again and checking DH's drawers incase she stole a pair of his boxers. I can imagine her doing something creepy like that. Its chills my spine ewwww.

BMnotallowed's picture

I don't know what she whispered I was to pissed to care but it really pissed him off whatever she said.

P.S your first line makes me feel sick.

TJH100911's picture

Sometimes I go to drop offs or picks ups with FDH if we have plans immediately following so that we eliminate unnecessary driving back and forth. Can't tell you how many times I have sat there and squeezed my legs together. I would expect BM to extend me the same courtesy at my home.

SunshineAndRainbows's picture

EXACTLY! I don't even like sitting in the car in her driveway. She is not someone that would be welcome past my front porch.
Recently, SO went into her house to SS room. That even grossed me out. Not your house, no need to go walking through like you're supposed to be there. And besides, why would you want to trapse through HER house?? Awkward.

Not the Brady Bunch's picture

True story. BM2 married senior my SO caught her sleeping with. While married to new guy, she still dates. When a boyfriend broke up with her, she got drunk and peed on his porch. Bragged about it and her former bff (hairdresser) told me about it. One more reason we meet at police station, don't want her urine smelling up and staining my front stoop.