And the chaos begins again
Another phone call last night, this time she yelled at the kids, and of course she won't remember that today because she was again drunk. This time the kids knew it and told me so. So that's lovely. Glad we agreed to supervised phone calls when the supervisor is too fucking incompetent to stop a drunk phone call. I realize they make a whopping $9.00 an hour, but the other night when I was there the lady criticized me, ME, because the 2 year old still uses a pacifier, but mom can call shitcanned drunk and criticize the kids and that is just hunk dorie. AAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH
In any case, BM has been on a non-stop bender since last week. Yesterday she called BIL and said there was something "wrong with her, like food poisoning or something," because she couldn't stop throwing up. He asked her what she ate. Nothing. Asked her what she had to drink. Nothing. Asked if she was drunk and she wouldn't answer. Then proceeds to tell him that she drank a bottle of mudslide with her friend. Actually she drank one and he drank the other. She got them from a specific liquor store. They only sell one kind. It's 1.75 litres and it's 12% alcohol. This was at 11:00 a.m. Her boyfriend goes to work at 8. So that means she drank that amount in less than three hours. Had the nerve to call the liquor store and tell them that the stuff was "rotten."
Are you fucking serious? How much longer can she go on like this. How much longer do we have to put up with this and why the hell is she even alive? I told SO finally, how frustrated I am. I have good people that get mixed up with stupid decisions who lose everything because of one criminal charge and this fucking reprobate gets to walk the streets, fuck up her kids and refuse to pay child support so that she can get drunk.
Two days ago she told BIL that she had no intention of getting a job because she has BF who pays her bills, Gay BF who buys her liquor and new guy whose name we don't know, that keeps her "entertained." I have so many homicidal urges right now. I am struggling as it is and so is SO and she just expects us to pick up the tab. It's getting colder here. I am wondering if a late night bb gun through her windows in a snowstorm might be in order.....who am I kidding I have way to much integrity for that.
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oh but it's so much fun to
oh but it's so much fun to plot vengence in our head!
and btw... my BS will be 3 the end of December and still uses a pacifier (*gasp*) I don't know why people get such a bug up their ass about stupid shit like this. My son is well fed, loved to the moon and back, can count, knows letters, lives in a home with two loving parents. Who gives a fuck if he still likes his "fire"? you need a new supervisor if a dang pacifier is a big concern...I'd be plotting vengence in my head on her too!
Oh lawyer...that is
Oh lawyer...that is terrible!! Watch your back!!
Is there away you can change
Is there away you can change to a different phone supervisor? I have never heard of a phone supervisor. Can you record the calls?
She's an alcoholic, she has
She's an alcoholic, she has to hit rock bottom. I guess a bottle of mudslide @11am isn't her rock bottom! Thank God you are there for the kids.
She called SO over
She called SO over lunch...apparently his block on her calls has now expired so he had to renuew it. First called from her dad's phone. Maternal GP still have ties to the kids so SO answered it and there she was spewing nastiness all over the car. Meanwhile SD9 is sitting there. Before SO could say anything, SD9 pipes up, "Hi Mommy. Just thought you should know I am in the car."
She's a vile, despicable human being who the world would be better off without. Her parents are the enablers and her brother isn't happy unless he is gossiping about her. That whole family is sick.
Poor SD9!
Poor SD9!
I know. I feel horribly for
I know. I feel horribly for them because she is such a disaster but I have to give them some credit. They are tough little kids.