It has been quiet around here (Knock on wood!)
Last year, out-of-the-blue, Step-diablas (26&28) started to "drop in" for extended-stay visits with DH and I. These visits lasted anywhere from 1-3 weeks at a time. They came and went, on and off, for nearly a year. Upon her 1st arrival, YSD made a passive aggressive, snotty demand to DH that I should prepare her special meals. She yell-whispered to DH, "I can't eat what Elea is making for dinner." (I ignored her and by the end of the visit she understood that the short-order cook kitchen closed years ago after she left for college.) I should also mention that she had access to a private-kitchenette where she could prepare whatever special meal she wanted for herself.
Both SD's invited DH to go do stuff or go out to eat with just them while simultaneously acting like I don't exist. It's wild how these SK's think I should bend over backwards to serve them while they shun and disrespect me.
I finally had enough and had a mild, verbal confrontation with each one, separately, because they rarely visit at the same time. I told OSD to stop touching my things without permission and I told YSD "No, you cannot boss me around in my own house." Both clutched their pearls and they told DH that, because of me, they are not coming back. LOL! GOOD!
They were super easy to scare off because the truth is they are putting ZERO effort into getting along, in fact, they love to attempt to stir the pot and drive a wedge between DH and I. They are not accustomed to someone like me that acts like an adult and has boundaries. BM bickers and throws tantrums with them like she is a 3rd child.
So up to the current moment: Last week DH's very kind and mild-mannered brother sent out a mass email detailing a recent family event. All of the nieces, nephews, step-nieces, step-nephews, and extended family were included in this mass email EXCEPT for the Step-Diablas. BIL left SD's off the email! It is revealing that even BIL, someone who never says a bad word about anybody, knows SDiabla's are too much drama. This isn't the first time that he and other family members leave the diablas off of family group messages. They get left off a lot because everyone has seen them throw dramatic fits.
YSD26 is back from her out-of-country walkabout. BM went out-of-country and rescued her and they came back to the US together. BM going to get SD may have something to do with YSD needing to get her scooter back into the USA. (Weird scooter story that I mentioned in a previous blog.)
DH recently told me that this summer YSD is going to be housesitting for a few weeks, in our area, in a neighboring city. I am getting ready to pop some popcorn because I am sure she will be bringing her drama with her. Wish me luck. I hope to see her, never. DH will probably go alone to spend some time with her. I have no desire to go with him. She may stop by here but I would prefer she not. I will be minding my own business and watching the drama from afar.
Also, Lord have mercy on the poor soul that hired slovenly YSD to house sit. I hope they enjoy coming home to cockroaches, dirt and compost in their bread box.
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Both clutched their pearls
Now THAT is funny!!!
It's also funny that the drama diablas were left out of family emails. And, yea, that poor soul who hired YSD as a housesitter. Do you have popcorn to share? I'd like to partake! lol.
Lol, it IS funny. I wish they
Lol, it IS funny. I wish they'd keep their word but they probably won't. They need access to me for content, to invent drama and continue their mission of splitting up my marriage. They are spazmatic, reactive, bratty children. They are no match.
I will share my popcorn with you via updates here. Lol
They certainly sound like a
They certainly sound like a lot to deal with. I never get the idea of going to someone's house spur of the moment and having the nerve to complain about things. I believe in the old adage that if you want to be invited back somewhere then proper etiquette and manners is required...
Yes, thank-you Yesterdays.
Yes, thank-you Yesterdays. One would think that common courtesy would dictate no complaining. My Mother would roll over in her grave if she could see the way SD's behave in our house. They're mortifying. I was taught to be a polite, considerate and conscientious guest.
It is laughable that a kidult needed mommy to rescue her.
From her international globe trotting boondoggle.
As for the scooter, she sounds like a very entitled version of my BIL1 who ended up spending countless $thousands doing his version of what your YSD pulled with the scooter.
When he completed his US Army enlistment he insisted on taking two heap of crap vehicle he had purchased home with him. Since he bought them while he was in and did not ship a vehicle to his duty station from home, the cost of getting them home was on him.
When I say heaps of shit, that description polishes a turd. These things were beyond salvage. A late 70s rust bucket Ford Bronco with a moon floor that you could watch the road pass under you while driving regardless of which seat you were in and an early 80s F-250 that was just as rusty. He had spent every cent he had buying re-manufactured engines for both of them after spending shit tons of money for junkyard engines that he kept blowing up after installing. He had over $7K in engines installed in them. He had not finished getting the F-250 running so he hooked it up to the bumper of the Bronco to drag it 2400 miles back to SpermLand. We lived 300 miles from his final duty station when he got out. His plan was to pull to our home, stay with us for a couple of weeks of time with his big sis, and then tow the remaining 2100 miles home. We got a call at 0Dark:30 in the AM. He was panicked and in tears. His left front wheel assembly fell off and he ended up in the middle of a corn field in a small town about 50 miles from our house. If he had not been towing the truck he would have flipped who knows how many times. He had rented a UHaul front tire tow dolly lying about what he was towing.
I had to go pick him up and tow one of his vehicles to our house, then he and I went back to get the other.
Who knows how many months later we had to tell him he had to get his junk out of the neighborhood because we were about to start getting fined by the HOA. Our neighbors were calling the police regularly and we LEOs were knocking on our door a couple of times a week. So, after tear fulled blubbering he had me take him to AutoZone for parts and to a few junkyards. Instead of getting the truck running so he could tow the Bronco, he went the cheap route and fixed the Bronco. We had turned in the UHaul tow dolly the same day I had rescued he and his piles of junk. He did not have enough money to rent another one so he bought a tow bar, drilled holes and bolted it to the truck bumper, and attached the other end to the tow ball on the Bronco. We loaded him up with food and waved him off. About 36 hours later we got a panicked tearful call. He had blown the transmission in the Bronco because the truck was too heavy to tow with it and when he fixed the truck to then tow the Bronco he learned that because he got lazy and did not disconnect the drive shaft in the truck for towing it he had back pressured and blown the transmission in the truck. We advised that he call a salvage yard, sell both of the rust bucket POS vehicles for the value of the basically brand new engines and scrap value then use the money to buy a bus ticket home.
Now it gets even more insane. He was all crying and upset that we did not respect his vehicles or him, whaaaaaaaa!
He called my ILs conned them into getting their credit card number, contracted with a shipper to pick up his pieces of crap and haul them the remaining 1900 miles to SpermLand. And yes, it gets even better. The cheapest shipper could not pick it up for 7weeks. So, he moved into a dive hotel in a tiny town in far W Texas and waited for the shipper to pick up the vehicles up and ... he put all of his living costs on my ILs CC. The cost to ship two vehicles that at best were worth combined maybe $2500 due to the re-manufactured engines was .... $5500. He spent $2K living in the middle of nowhere waiting for the pick up. After his shit vehicles were picked up we got another tear filled call that he had no money to get home. So, we detoured at the end of a camping trip to pick him up and bring him home with us and once he got his terminal pay check from the Army he flew home to SpermLand.
And no. This nightmare of idiocy was not over yet. DW had been very clear with her dad that these things were complete and total junk. When the shipper dumped them at my IL's farm my FIL called my bride all pissed off about how insane it was to ship that crap nearly completely across the country spending countless $thousands. DW reminded him that she had told him that they needed to be scrapped. FIL commented that he had no idea how bad they were because BIL1 was all emotional and invested in the rolling turds.
And there is more.
BIL spent thousands having the transmissions rebuilt on both vehicles. He drove the Bronco for a few months after he got back to SpermLand and getting the xmission rebuilt. Until.... a back wheel fell off. He ended up selling both at the farm auction where a farmer bought them for a few $hundred each then bragged for months how he had picked up two brand new engines under warranty for nearly nothing.
By my rule of thumb estimate, between what he bought the vehicles for, the several junk yard engines, the two warrantied re-manufactured engines, the shipping costs, his 7wks in a hotel in the middle of nowhere, and repairing both transmissions with AAMCO (not cheap) he paid approximately $25K for vehicles that were worth maybe $2500. If he had shopped for a late model moderate miles truck, he would have been far better off. Though he claimed to have paid back my ILs for the crap he put on their CC, that never happened. MIL recently confirmed that while venting about how much SIL has ripped the family off for. DW has never asked for a penny from my ILs. Neither has BIL2. Though BIL2 has the same affinity for junk that his elder brother and their father demonstrated.
We gave our son a brand new car as a combination HS graduation/Christmas/Enlistment launch gift. He shipped to Europe when it was about 7yrs old. After 5yrs stationed in Europe he received a new duty assignment. Without any guidance from us, he sold the car in Europe. Though the Army would have shipped it home at no cost to him, it was not worth the trouble to ship a 12yo vehicle. They also would have shipped a newer vehicle if he had purchased one while in Europe. Many service members sell their US vehicle and buy a Euro vehicle (Porche, BMW, Benz) and have them shipped Stateside. SS decided to buy new when he got back to the States. Unlike his uncles and grandfather, he is budget and value for the dollar conscious.
Too bad your YSD has the dipshit genes regarding junk vehicles. If I recall correctly the scooter was old and not worth the trouble when she shipped it out for her globe trotting boondoggle.
Please excuse my scalping of your YSD update.
Wow, I never thought I'd hear
Wow, I never thought I'd hear a story that one-ups BM's piano story but I think your BIL1 outdid himself. The blaming you and your wife for his problems is the icing on the cake.
When they divorced DH bought greedy BM out of the house. He agreed to let her take anything she wanted with her so of course she took all the nice stuff to her new place.
Fast forward a couple of years ... There was an old junky piano in the guest cottage that BM left to DH. DH decided he wanted to get rid of it. It was super heavy so he took a sledge hammer to it and smashed the wood to pieces leaving just just the cast iron harp, strings, hammers and so on. DH's plan was to take it apart in pieces to make it lighter to carry out and throw away. I play the piano and I can tell you that this thing was a true piece of crap. The wood was a veneer, the keys stuck, the sound was bad.
BM, as she was known to do, suddenly decided that she wanted the piano back. She had previously come back to take garden decor items, DH allowed it. DH and I had several heated conversations. I told him that BM's impositions had to STOP.
For context, the SDiablas were still minors at the time, BM was still constantly talking sh*t about DH to SD's. My point is, DH didn't feel like he could completely ignore BM's demands because if he did she would endlessly rage to the SD's.
He sent BM a few photos of the piano explaining that he had torn it to shreds but that if she wanted it she was welcome to it. BM, being the idiot that she is, hired a moving truck company to move the piano (pieces) to her house where they shoved them in her full of hoarded trash garage. That was the 1st time I completely understood how insane BM is.
YSD is cut from the same cloth. Hauling around her junky scooter is so reminiscent of the piano incident. They both have two brain cells and both of them are fighting for third place.
Just wow.
BM, being the idiot that she is, hired a moving truck company to move the piano (pieces) to her house where they shoved them in her full of hoarded trash garage. That was the 1st time I completely understood how insane BM is.
Beyond batshit crazy that one.
Yep
BM moved out of state a couple of years ago and I am pretty sure that piece of trash piano ended up at the dump. It was hard to watch the way she spent money knowing that it was all paid for via CS but I guess that's the deal with a divorce. You have to just let it go.
Sending good vibes your way
Sending good vibes your way that the Diabla doesn't darken your doorstep. And yes, if the majority of DH's family are non-personality-disordered normies, they probably just shake their heads at the Diablas' extreme antics. It seems every family has a few "crazies".
I would say that 4 out of 5
I would say that 4 out of 5 of DH's family members are non-personality disordered. Unfortunately he has quite a few "crazies" in his family which is probably why he ended up marrying someone like BM. There are more crazies on his non-step side.