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I can’t go to jail, I can’t go to jail

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This is my mantra after one too many messages on OFW from Crazy today, and I'm about ready to catch a charge just for the satisfaction of throat-punching her. DH and her were going back and forth about SD's Ortho/Dr appts and who would take her to which. Because Crazy is, well, literally the dumbest person I know, she was trying to tell DH SHE would be taking SD to her ortho appt on OUR week, and DH would be taking SD to her Dr appt. On Crazy's week. Um....how does that make sense?? Each parent is supposed to be responsible for appts on their own time.

Crazy is really crazy'ing this week

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So DH called me yesterday from work, sounding like he had lost the will to live. SD13's school had emailed him asking him to call the principal on his direct line. Apparently SD had another incident at school (last time she was here he got called also), this time her and this boy who she has a love/hate relationship with got into it- she started it, he grabbed her wrist and wouldn't let go, she bent his finger back, he pushed her into a wall...walked away, came back and pushed her into the wall again, hitting her head pretty hard. She reported it.

Holy Crap, DH enforced a punishment!

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This is really groundbreaking stuff guys. A little backstory, we know by now that DH refuses to enforce punishments, with SS especially. Well last time skids were here we had them for 3 weeks in a row, which was actual hell, but unbeknownst to me, DH was riding SS16 pretty hard. I had heard snippets, but not the majority of it because I was just minding my business, trying to survive. Anyway, DH told me that for 5 days in a row last time, he yelled at SS for various things- getting zero's on homework, and I don't even know what else.

Reason #863 why Crazy is a dumb box

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Skids are with Crazy this week. SD13 had a volleyball game tonight. Figure it got done around 6pm. At 8pm SD started texting DH pics of her leg. It was slightly red and maybe a tiny bit swollen on the back. Apparently this started after volleyball at 6pm. Crazy declared she thought it was cellulitis. Then SD calls DH and says "what do you want me to do"? Um...DH isn't even there to see it- ask your mom! DH says, idk, if it gets worse or doesn't go away you will probably have to go to the Dr. 

Update to DH being an ass

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6 days. DH didn't talk to me for 6 DAYS after getting mad because I challenged what he told SS16 about eating the messiest meal I make in his room because he was sick, when there was no need for him to since he would have the entire downstairs/kitchen to himself. DH got mad. I followed him into the garage to discuss- that was probably my bad. There's no talking to DH once he's upset, but I still try. 
 

Seriously struggling

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1 week down, 2 more weeks to go. This was a struggle, because DH set a bedtime for SS16, and SS completely ignored it. SD13 had Covid. Then SS got sick. On Wed, both skids were home sick. I work from home, and although they are upstairs and in their rooms and really not bothering me, just knowing people are in my space and not having the house to myself as usual throws me off. 
Thursday was the first day that we've had skids where they both were in school since school started. It. Was. Glorious. 
 

The start of 3 wks with skids- send wine

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DH and I got got back from a (mostly) amazing 2wk vacation Fri night. Aside from both skids texting him every little thing that was wrong, and to tell him they were sick, again. SD13 went home from school on DAY 2 for something that could have been solved with ibuprofen, which she has access to at school.

Sick of being the bad guy

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I am so sick of arguments about kids. It's actually been a while since we've argued about skids, but If I don't say the exact right thing, I'm "only saying negative things about the kids" or, "always pushing back" on what DH says. I just want to say F it and run away. I'm sitting here in tears, defeated. 

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