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H has informed me that when his d's are here, they don't have to do anything-it's down time

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Submitted by bewitched on Wed, 12/10/2008 - 3:39pm

It's downtime for them, downtime for him. He also informed me that he is not going to get after them, or tell them what to do when they are here. And he's mad because I asked SD17 about applying for scholarships. Mad because I complained about the whorish way she dresses when she comes here. Mad because I asked him to have her get up when she was laying on the couch, so I would be able to take a seat.

I am so pissed. H seems to think MY house is HIS hotel!

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Submitted by bewitched on Tue, 12/09/2008 - 6:05pm

Just got off the phone with DH (thanks again, 5teens). He had asked me earlier today if I new when my son is coming for Christmas-I'm not sure, but I think Christmas Eve.

So I asked him about the sd's. Oh, he said, they would be here Christmas Day. Then he said his mom would like to come too.

Ok. That's all fine, right? His mom is 30 miles away in a nursing home, his daughters are 30 miles away in another direction.

So, tonite he tells me he would like his mother to stay the nite. And his daughters! WTF!!!

SD13's Birthday party and I'm Not His Barbie Doll!

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Submitted by bewitched on Sat, 12/06/2008 - 11:06am

When my first marriage ended, a couple of friends (actually one was ex's former best friend), accused me of being a "trophy wife" to ex. C'mon, 2 kids and 17 yrs. of marriage, and I'm reduced to "trophy wife"...what a nothing is that.

Anyway, H called this morning, about SD13's Birthday Party, which I have decided to attend, briefly, for SD13.

The conversation went like this:

H: Oh, get SD13 a Visa Card, she'll like that.

So I get a call from SD13 tonite-opinions, Please!

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Submitted by bewitched on Thu, 12/04/2008 - 8:31pm

SD13 turns 14 on the 22nd. Last weekend, H mentioned to me that she was having a swim party at a local motel for her birthday, and the party will be on the 6th. He said he told her he would not be able to go as will be working. He did not say a word about me. Or indicate I was involved, anything.

So, tonite SD13 calls. Are you coming to my party? (if you read my blog, this is a horrible weekend for me). I said, well, how does your mom feel about it? I don't want to go if she will be uncomfortable. SD says-moms ok with it.

Headaches, Panic Attack, big time. No sleep last nite.

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Submitted by bewitched on Thu, 12/04/2008 - 4:22pm

Tomorrow brings the anniversary of the worst day I've lived thru.
And the physical symptoms are mimicking the emotional ones. So tomorrow I will go to my parents, and get us thru the day, again.

It's like a nitemare. It was a real life nightmare. Dec. 5th, 2005 is the day my dear aunt died. I grew up playing in her yard with my cousins. She and my mom used to spend summer afternoons together, with us kids. She and my mom took care of my Grandmother, together. She was beautiful.Physically beautiful, with a dimpled smile, a cute laugh. And she was beautiful inside as well.

Ouch-rejection letter

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Submitted by bewitched on Wed, 12/03/2008 - 5:54pm

Ever feel like just giving up? I found a job-online-in a very small town just miles from here. Filled out the app, resume, and received a rejection letter today. Didn't even get to the interview stage. I knew it was a long reach-but was so hoping that with the location of the position, I'd have a chance. Sad

Everyone please add me in their prayers tonite-just for financial stability. On my own. I don't care, at this point, where it comes from. It just has to be.

I am so ashamed-H is worthless

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Submitted by bewitched on Tue, 12/02/2008 - 3:51pm

I just came in from spending the last hour nailing up boards on my parents fence. I am so ashamed. So ashamed of the "man" I married, who lives in this house rent free (right next door to my parents), but has not lifted one finger in the last 6 months to do anything to help keep their place up.

So I had tried to call H before I went over to work on mom's fence. No answer. Left the phone here, as it involved hammer and nails and no free hands. H calls, calls and calls, 8 times in the hour it took me. Leaves a nasty voicemail, because I did not pick up the phone and answer it.

This is funny-humor after a long stressful holiday

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Submitted by bewitched on Tue, 12/02/2008 - 11:55am

I've noticed a strange phenomen(sp) here-the dogs!

I have a Golden, Max, as you know. H has a rat terrier. H's terrier is here when H is, but usually is with the skids at BM's. Because he tries to kill my cat.

So, I've been watching these dogs for awhile, and noticed something-and it's wierd. Now, I love animals. Including H's little dog. I have yet to meet an animal I did not love. But-these personality traits in these dogs mirror ours!

I'm trying so hard to be strong, to disengage, detach

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Submitted by bewitched on Mon, 12/01/2008 - 7:41pm

but the holiday was so hard.

First it was my son walking in on the argument between H and me over me using H's cell phone, h claiming everything in this house as his (not true), etc. Hard for my son to be here, around that.

Then it was H, SD17 sitting on their butts while my son and I did all the work for Thanksgiving. Even tho I asked H to have his daughters help, it just didn't happen.

So Friday H had to work. God smiled on me there. The leeches went home cause daddy left. God continued to smile. So Friday was pretty good.

I so want my life back

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Submitted by bewitched on Fri, 11/28/2008 - 12:28pm

Thanksgiving was a total farce. I had so looked forward to my son coming, thinking H was taking his darling out of town after dinner. Nope.

I worked my a$$ of (like many of us). Wed. afternoon H had to work-which involved sitting in the office if anyone called to have oil heated. No one did. So, why did H come home and act just exhausted-from sitting in an office playing on the computer?

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