Well- I tried to be more positive. Even thought maybe I was part of the problem- started being nicer to SD17.. said hi when I got home, made some small talk. I deleted my past blog entries... partially because I was paranoid that someone might find them (I wish I chose a more anonymous user ID but can't seem to change it?) and also because I was really going to try and give her a fresh start with me and let go of the past. My cat who I loved more than anything in the world passed away 2 weeks ago. SD sent me a really nice message and even said "he was part of OUR family". It surprised me as I've never felt that she wanted to be part of this new family. Seemed like a good time to start over!

We got her back for our 2 week sentence last Sunday. She was actually being pretty pleasant overall and not moping around miserably like she did in our last 2 weeks with her. But the Drama Queen just can't help herself. As we're relaxing on the couch finally last night after a long day of work and cooking dinner thinking she was at an event for school she comes in the door with her blankie wrapped around her looking like she had been crying. My H asks her where she was and apparently she was with this therapist she used to talk to through the school years back. We of course have no idea what's going on- she only shares with BM. My H asked her if she was OK and she replies loudly and snotty with "OF COURSE I'm FINE- IF NOT I'D TELL YOU". I get the vibe she was being sarcastic-lol! Nothing will ever make this girl happy- not even being accepted into her top choice College... that's right folks... 5 1/2 more months and she's out of the state!! She's been pining for her first BF who broke up with her LAST JUNE. We aren't playing into it with her.. and I think it makes her mad. She told my H off a few weeks ago saying that "their conversations are totally trivial and he doesn't know the real her"... well then TALK TO HIM!! My H really does try- he's a very loving and understanding father. I'm sick of her making him feel like $hit.

Then to top it off- My OSS(23) calls to tell his Dad about a new job he got- great! He was over on Monday for dinner and I baked him his favorite cookies. We actually get along very well- he's always been very loving towards me.So I'm sitting right next to my H so I can hear everything being said. My H asks him how the cookies were and I hear him say "Don't tell (me) but I ate one and threw the rest away. They had a weird taste and were just VILE". My H tried to play it off like he had said they were great but clearly that wasn't going to work! Guess what- I'm never baking $hit for him again!!!

So yeah- I'm definitely extra emotional right now with the loss of my fur baby so that just pushed me over the edge last night. I told my husband I was going upstairs and just wanted to be alone. I needed it! Better than fighting about it.

On a positive note- 1 week down to having the house back to ourselves!! I really can't wait until August