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On a happier note

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I am now looking forward to the weekend even though I have to work part of it. I asked DH to remove himself from my home on Wednesday and now I have the whole weekend, and possibly the rest of my life if DH doesn't get help for his addictions, with only BS15. Smile

It's only Tuesday

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It's only Tuesday and I'm already dreading the weekend because SS8 will be with us. He's generally not bad in terms of acting like a wild animal or anything. He makes messes, doesn't want to clean them up, etc. Normal kid stuff. The thing that gets me is that he is so weird!!! And attention needy. Wonder why? I'm just not looking forward to his constant interruptions of "Hey Harleygurl, come look at this" or "Hey, watcha doing on your phone? Can I watch?" as he squishes himself as close as possible to watch what I'm doing which is usually private things. Ugh! Hey DH!

BM is a bitch continued

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Well certain things came to light yesterday. We found out that BM has been calling DH's grandmother for any dirt on him. GM is 83 years old. She is sharp but has drastically plummeted this past year in recalling facts correctly. She is 83 so it's to be expected. Well BM has been calling GM and GM is talking. She's revealed where DH was in January (rehab for alcoholism) and the various spats DH and I have had over his recovery and treatment. It has not been a smooth road.

BM is a bitch

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Well DH went to pick up SS8. BM wouldn't let him have him. She said SS8 hates to be here and won't be coming here again because she and her husband are trying "to better their lives." Whatever. DH left but she still called the cops. Any suggestions? I told DH to start court papers against her for contempt. Oh. And this is in the state of Ohio. Help!!

And why did I get drug into this latest level of bullsh*t??

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Monday BM gets an idea that SS8 is suppose to ride the bus to her house after school (even though it is DH's week). SS8, of course, is not on the bus because DH picked him up at school. Guess who gets the call from SS8's teacher after BM calls the school in a panic?? That's right - Harleygurl!

Meanwhile I'm 3 hours away at my BS15's doc appointment and have no idea of what has transpired. But the teacher called me first. Wonder why? Maybe because I'm the only responsible adult in SS8's life?? I tell him to call DH and get off the phone.

The S**T just hit the fan part II

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I spoke to the person that hired BM's husband. BM's hubbie will be working in the area that handles ALL personnel records! He could potentially just grab my records and start perusing (as long as he doesn't get caught). The selecting official is going to check with his supervisor to see if there is anything that can be done to block my records from view of BM's husband but said he doubts it. I'm going to keep asking questions on up the chain though.

BM's grandmother died

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BM's grandmother died. I sent her a text telling her I'm sorry for her loss. That's it. One sentence. Because I am. I feel bad for SS8. It's his great-grandmother. The funeral is today and he's going although DH doesn't want him to. I told him that even though that's his opinion there really isn't anything he can do about it but voice his opinion.

Her response, of course, was snarky in return. Will some people never grow up??

O/T And he gets a public intoxication ticket

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My DH is a lovely person. He has such a sweet nature but unfortunately his demons are bigger. The thing is I personally think his demons are of his own creation. He is just copying the crazy ass ways of his father.

He hasn't been drinking, until last night. But he did get his meds refilled and decided to "self medicate" with a strong anti-anxiety prescription. It was apparent to me immediately that he was high or drunk.

And the parents of the year are.......

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Not DH or BM. SS8's Blue and Gold Banquet for cub scouts was Saturday at 5 PM. I was waiting because I was sure I would get that last minute panic call about what to do from either of them. No calls. OK, I went about my evening. I couldn't help it though. DH texted me to tell me to have a good evening. He knew I was going to dinner with my girlfriends. I texted back "Thanks. How was the banquet?" Cue the crickets here. No reponse.

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