I told SS he was not to do his laundry here any more, He even got the last word on the issue as he walked out the door...I don't really care about the last word anyhow but they all seem to.
I just now moved another load of laundry belonging to SS from the drier. Well, if SS wants to turn the laundry into a pissing contest then he is wasting his time. If he elaborates on it I will just tell him 'I'm sorry you chose to defy me.' Last year, in September, DH told him he'd end up doing his laundry elsewhere, after his blatant disrespect.
The boy has just had three days off, any of those he could have arranged to have his laundry done!
It might sound petty to some, indeed I got comments to that effect after my last post, and I would agree with those comments if the laundry was the only issue.
I've had it with that boy! SS's philosophy seems to be 'let the heat die down and then go back to being disrespectful' That would never cut it with my bio three and it's not cutting it with a 19 year old boy who uses the place like a doss house, contributes ZERO, has his vehicle insurance and cell phone paid for, and who watched his dad struggle in the back yard yesterday?? DH asked him for help and I could hear DH struggling and the boy just stood there! DH sent SS to the store to get dog food and he came back with the wrong brand, EVERYONE here knows the brand we buy, and that it's a false economy buying any other kind. I'll donate the bag to our local vet, or I'll put it in baggies for some of the homeless folks' dogs. I said to DH that I bet he got the wrong kind out of defiance, so's we would not send him again! I bet he threw away the reciept too so he could not return it! Cynical of me but I believe you all know the type of boy I am talking about here, sociopath! His twin sister was told to get out of our house, they are both tarred with the same brush.
As I was typing this SS came downstairs and DEMANDED his clothes, loudly. He went straight back upstairs and woke his dad up, started yelling and screaming at his dad?! DH told him something though, and this is the LAST time the boy uses the machines. DH told him about the yard, the huge mud tracks in the front yard that SS's truck made, that he hasn't paid any of his bills and reminded him that he is on thin ice here. Kudos to DH. I am still the evil one according to the boy (does evil cackle) and DH and I both know the boy is full of sh1t, now if the boy would only get it? I told the boy I am sorry he chose to defy me, I kept my cool. I did hand the bag of clothes over because DH asked me nicely if I would. It's really bad, though, when it's not just me that's disrespected but the entire household! DH did well to keep his cool and point out some facts to the boy, chemotherapy can make regular folks turn into raging assholes and I hoped DH would not start yelling. SS has no respect for anything or anyone, not even his dad who shields him?! I get that DH wants at least one of the twins to make good, SS's twin sister is a dancer/shot girl/escort who has a pimp and she smokes weed every day. SD was put out of our house just after Christmas for her bullshit, her brother might be hot on her heels!
I've had to step away from this blog a couple of times, apologies if I repeat myself or sound disjointed a little.
Elder SS, left her to live with his mom after she sadly, suddenly, lost her long time boyfriend. Elder SS came to live with us because he could not deal with his mom for any length of time.
Since I told younger SS something he's got the plan of getting an apartment with his older brother, apparently...and I have not heard this from elder SS, he is getting tired of being with his mom again.
DH expressed concerns because niether of them know how to pay bills or run an apartment. I told DH that was the reason I wanted them to get used to the idea of paying rent and taking responsibilities at home, he says 'I know baby'. I suggested that we take the money from him regularly and then set it aside for when they need 'help' with stuff. It's not like we cannot afford to feed or house anyone, however, the kids still need to learn life lessons before we kick them out of the nest.
It's becoming more apparent that I am NOT the evil one, took long enough!! Patience is a virtue they tell me...Lord knows mine has been stretched thin!