Ugh, I wrote most of this entry already but I accidentally clicked on something so I left this page and I lost it all!  *help*

Trust me, that post was witty and insightful.  LOL

So, let me try again -- mostly posting this for posterity's sake.

My birthday was 2 weeks ago tomorrow.

My BF has a really shitty work schedule so he wasn't going to be around on my birhtday (Friday) or the next day (Saturday).  Thankfully he was able to get Sunday and Monday off.

So... in order to not spend my birthday alone (at home alone with the SKIDS = alone), I made plans to sleep over my friends house and hang out with them most of Saturday.

I moved across the state to live with BF so none of my friends/family are local.  Takes an hour or more to get to my friends or my own kids/grandkids.  

Monday was MLK so I was off. But to celebrate on Sunday meant finding something to do on a Sunday night which is not easy.  I love comedy shows so I was excited when I found one happening locally on that day.

The side of the state the I live in now has FAR less to do than where I came from so I'm frequently disappointed when I do finally try to make plans.

So Sunday comes... the SKIDS are out and about per usual.  BF and I are spending the morning laying around and just enjoying each other's company.  As we were JUST getting into round 2 of some "sexy time" he starts getting texts... he ignores them... then a call... it's BM.  He ignores it being as she FREQUENTLY calls/texts him about stupid shit.  But she doesn't stop... she calls, texts and calls... so finally he reads his text in case this time it's an ACTUAL emergency.

"I know you're home -- it's important -- it's about SS17.  Call me" 

First of all, "I know you're home"?!?  Creepy as fuck.  THIS is why he needs to hurry up and sell this fucking house and get away from her 5 block away living ass.

So... we :::ehem::: stop what we're doing and he goes and calls her.

SKIDS are at her house having yet another fucking meltdown.

I can hear him in the other room defending himself against ridiculousness. 

Meanwhile the man is a SAINT.  SKIDS have no fucking idea what he endured with BM.  How many jobs he had to take because she refused to work and just wanted to be kept woman even though a) they couldn't afford it and b) the kids no longer NEEDED her at home.   No idea how many men she cheated on him with.  How many of their games, recitals, practices, shows, etc that he went to and that she missed because she was at home in their bed fucking other men.  How mean she was to him.  Although they do know she's the one that left they don't know why (it was to fuck other men full-time) they seem to hold some resentment towards BF.  I think BM fed them some bullshit that she tried to come back but he wouldn't have her -- she did...  A YEAR AFTER SHE LEFT when he finally was healed enough to start dating again.  So now I think the SKIDS are holding that against him, although I can't be sure, something they said once leads me to believe that's the case.

Eventually he gets off the phone and tells me the bullshit that had the SKIDS' panties in a wad.

So I told him we ALL need to have a sit down.... me, BF, SKIDS, BM and BM's Fiance (let's call him BMF) because I'm pretty sure they are playing us against each other.  SD20 is FAMOUS for making shit up/exaggerating stuff and with neither of us there to defend ourselves... well... 

So he calls her back and suggests it... BM being the control freak that she is said, "let's just do this now... we'll all get on speaker phone"

Fine -- so between the legit SOBBING we were able to make out what the complaints were:

"Dad doesn't spend time with us anymore."

First of all, they are hardly EVER home.  When BF was single, he spent EVERY NIGHT after work sitting and watching the same Marvel movies over and over and over and over again... so yeah, he was at their beck and call whenever they finally exhausted all their other options for entertainment.  Shit changes.  It also doesn't help that when I was out of the country for 12 days a few weeks back that he took them out to breakfast one day when I wasn't here.  I told him that that will only make it look like that kinda stuff can only be done when I'm not around. 

"Did ____(me)_______ block SD20 on Facebook?? We LIVE together and you're gonna block me??"

I sure as shit did.  I did it a while ago.  I did it because she was feeling some type of way about us so I didn't want to rub it in her face by her seeing smooshy posts on FB - we're not friends on there but SD20's friends with BF so she can see what he's tagged in.  I had actually unblocked her a few days before this conversation because her cousin had friended me and I knew she'd pass on anything she saw.  But apparently she caught on before that.  I actually apologized for this one because it really was done in the interest of protecting her feelings.

"The door to your bedroom is always shut, we feel like _____(me)_____ doesn't want to be a part of everything."

Ugh, no.  I've heard this closed door complaint before and I have made a concerted effort to make sure it's open during "business hours" LOL....  Also, no, I don't want to be part of shit. I'm civil and friendly when we cross paths but ya'll are some spoiled little shits and for my own sanity, I keep shit at arm's length.  At this juncture I also made sure I pointed out how not one of them has ever asked me THING 1 about myself.  But I'm always asking about school, friends, boyfriends/girlfriends, etc in an effort to be civil.  

BM:  "Yeah, I noticed when I was over there yesterday that you didn't even come out of the room to say hello."

First of all, WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING IN THE HOUSE??  I didn't even know she was there. I didn't "come out to say hello" because I had  been out late the night before so I was taking a motherfucking nap.... not that that's any of your fucking business, thankyouverymuch.  Another reason why I can't wait to move out of this toxic house.  Her "dropping by" to "drop stuff off for the kids" is really.  fucking.  tired. 

"We haven't even met anyone in _____(me)________ family"

This one is actually BF's fault.  I have BEEN asking when we can have the kids meet.  He didn't want to "push it" on the kids... so I stopped asking.  I actually think it'd help for my kids to get to know his.  I think it would help.  My kids are really cool and easy to talk to... even though SD20 is 10 years younger than my daughter, they are similar in some ways (only the good ones) - my son is 8 years older than SS17 but they are both gamers... so there ya go.  

"The water in the shower doesn't get hot enough."

Because they were running out of shit to bitch about.  

So... after all of this my birthday mood was completely shot.  We tried to salvage it --- we went to dinner.  It took most of that time for me to try to get over how pissed I was for having to deal with another bullshit meltdown.  Then when we got to the comedy show it was cancelled due to cold weather.

I just wanted to crawl into a ball and forget my birthday happened.

Thanks for nothing, you selfish little assholes.