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I would really like a punching bag right about now

borrowedtime83's picture

I am trying to take deep breaths and calm down, but I have been on edge for days.
First of all, SO crashed an ATV this weekend. An ATV that did not belong to us, doing a stupid stunt, 4 hours away from home, hurt himself bad enough to need a hospital, and he has no health insurance. Not to mention that he is now not working because he has a badly sprained ankle and his job is in construction.
He has been sitting on the couch all week. I know he is hurt and needs to rest, but he also promised he would deal with some of the things he "doesn't have time to do " when he is working, like find some health insurance, or file his 5 years of back taxes. What he has actually done is watch Top Gear and porn.
Sd10 has also been here almost non stop for 2 weeks. Last week I tried really hard to be nice and spend some quality time with her. She repaid me by not doing any chores and having to be reminded constantly about putting food away after eating so it doesn't spoil. Every day I came home to perishable food out on the counter, dishes thrown in the sink, and SD hovering over her tablet like Gollum. A couple days I had to drag her outside for air. She did spend the weekend with BM, however, and wore the new dress I got her and proceeded to get gum all over it. Well, I tried.
This week, I was off work Monday. I came home Tuesday and SO is watching TV, SD is sitting by an outlet on her tablet sucking her fingers, and there is ketchup, cheese, and bread all over the counter. WTF?
I am beyond irritated. I am exhausted from picking up SO slack and waiting on him, worrying, having anxiety, and wanting answers and getting nothing.
I am hiding until I calm down

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omgstop's picture

I know how you feel, the skids are SLOBS. It's good that you're hiding until you can calm down.

fedupstep's picture

Oh God...I feel your pain. DH has been not working for a year due to a work injury. He had surgery in March and 4 weeks ago has gone back to school for retraining. He sat on his ass for 10 solid months watching tv and feeling sorry for himself. The house was a disaster, SD16 was a nightmare to be around. Dh couldn't fold luandry but could spend 6 hours playing video games???

I finally lost it when came home from babysitting one weekend to find the house a complete mess and both SD16 and DH had eaten almost a week's worth of food in 14 hours.

I told him that I would no longer be doing housework, laundry, groceries or anything else around the house as long as this kept up. He thought I was bluffing but after a few days of me sticking to my guns, he started to come around. Why the hell should I have to come home and clean up after someone why has been home all day?

Stay hidden...have some wine...breathe and call a friend.