Some of you may recall my last post of my SO and his two "kids" living with me and my two boys. His "kids" are boy 20, and girl 16. My boys are 17 and 19. My 19 yr.old is in his first year of college and still works and lives at home. My 17 year old is a Junior in High School. SO's daughter is a Sophomore in High School, and his son, 20, goes to work with daddy every day so daddy can teach him how to do the same job he does. Basically, things were so divided in my house between all of the sk's that it boiled down to his two against which ever one of my boys was at home. They would make it an obvious point to leave my boys out of everything they did. The minute big brother would get home sis was there to greet him at the door with a big, "BUBBY!". Before that, sis would keep to herself in another room and not say a word to my boys, or would only talk to me. Sis is super manipulative of her daddy, but is too stupid to be aware of how everyone else can see right through her (don't they all?). My boys can't stand her and so my youngest son moved out to live with his dad. My boys have been with me since the divorce nine years ago. My son was bawling crying when he told me he was going to his dad's because he couldn't stand living at my house anymore with sis and all her drama and tension. I couldn't argue with that reasoning, because I agree with him. My other son comes home now maybe 1-2 times a week, and my younger son hasn't returned home at all since moving out six weeks ago. Neither of my boys wanted me to break up with SO because they like him and want me to be happy. BUT, I CAN'T BE HAPPY WITHOUT MY KIDS FEELING LIKE THEY AREN'T WELCOME AND DON'T HAVE A ROOM ANYMORE! The very same day my son told me he was going to live with his dad, sis moved straight into his room and has been there ever since. She didn't even take into consideration that I had been crying all day over my son leaving. All she was worried about was getting his room before anyone else did! It's not just this one incident that has made me hate his kids. SS, 20, brings beer into the house and leaves his cans and bottles laying around. I had a "no alcohol" policy in my house prior to them moving in. SO's justification was that he would rather his son be at home drinking instead of out driving and get into an accident! B---S---! The little prick would even bring his whore girlfriends to my house and sleep with them in my boy's beds when they weren't home! He throws his trash from his truck in the bushes in my front yard, leaves his dirty dishes all over the place, dirty clothes all over the house, breaks into my bedroom to get some of his dad's clothes to wear because he's too lazy to do his own wash, and several other things to be totally disrespectful. I CAN'T STAND HIM!!! MY HOUSE HAS BEEN TRASHED BY HIM AND HIS SISTER!! Sis is equally as bad! There are bloody tampons and used pads laying on the floor in the bathroom, thong underwear and bras all over the house, she doesn't clean anything up either and has a few smart--- comments to make to my boys when I'm not around. She's only nice when she wants something, so I learned very quickly to respond with,"what do you want now?" whenever she thinks she's being sweet and setting me up for something. Well, the s--- finally hit the fan this weekend in the most subtle way. Thursday night I told SO that I thought the only way we were going to be able to have a relationship was if they all three moved out. I explained that our kids hated eachother, and it wasn't fair to make me sacrifice my kids moving out so his could move in and take their place. I explained that I was not going to repeat the same things my mom had done to me by not making me a priority over a man. His solution was to have two walls put up in my house for his daughter to live in the dining room and my son could have his room back. SO also said that he would start giving ss $400/month to go towards rent for an apartment so ss could move out. My older son begged me to make them move out and I tried. Friday, sis didn't come home from school when she normally does. So, I sent SO a text saying that I assumed that he knew where sis was since she wasn't at home. His reply was yes. I tracked sis's phone and saw that she was on her way home from Chick-Fila. I had to take a shower and knew that she probably didn't have her key to get in the house but didn't care. I got in the shower, and right on que, my cell starts to ring. I just continued to take my shower and enjoy the process. She called NINE times! When I got out of the shower I threw my cell phone on my bed so it wouldn't be in the same room as I was. Her dad knew I was getting in the shower, so I had a logical excuse as to why I didn't answer the phone. After about 20 minutes, I decided to look at my phone. I saw 9 missed calls and two text messages that said,"Nevermind". I let some more time pass and texted back saying,"What?". She said that she was going to come to the house but didn't have her key to get in, but nevermind because she had decided to do something else (her friend lives down the street and that's who she was with). I didn't respond and continued to get ready for dinner with dad. As I was leaving, I noticed that she had left her book bag outside the front door. I politely picked it up and put it inside the house, then I LOCKED the door and left. Did she not tell me she had made other plans? When I met her father for dinner, my cell phone was on the table. She called and neither one of us heard it. I looked down and saw that I had missed a call, so I called her back. It went straight to voicemail which meant she was more than likely telling her "Bubby" all the horrible things I was doing to her. I didn't bother to try to call again. I figured if it was important enough, she would bite her lip and go through the humiliation of calling again. She never called! Saturday SO had to go to the office to work on a computer. SS and sis went to his office later in the day. I figured this is where the "talk" was going to occur where they pulled his strings again and told him how unhappy they were. I was right! SO came home later that afternoon, hugged me, and told me that they were going to have to get an apartment. He said he had looked at some near -----, and I butted in and said,"You mean W----?" "The ones I tried to tell you about Thursday night?". Had to let him know that I was all for them leaving and had already found a place for them to go! He said his kids don't want he and I to break up, but they don't want to live at my house. WOOO!FREAKING HOO!!! I could feel my tension leaving my body right away! We will still continue to see eachother, but I won't have to stay so angry all the time that his brats forced my son to leave, and trash my house! All I can say is, "Thank you Jesus!" Peace will be restored shortly! Now all I have to do is hide all of my jewelry and valuables because the little brats will take everything they can get their hands on! They both were wearing my boy's clothes and shoes from the first day they moved in! Total disrespect for everyone!