There is an old story of two children being placed in separate rooms, within each room there is a huge pile of manure. The first child simply sits and cries over his situation, the second child is feverishly digging through the manure. When asked why he was digging through the manure the child exclaimed, “With this much sh!t, there has to be a pony in here somewhere! “

Now the story is an analogy for negative and positive attitudes, later on here I will be referring to in a little different way.

When I got home from work yesterday things had gotten even worse for DW, when she arrived home she found an UPS envelope from the home loan company requesting information on her only, information that we had already sent them, mostly income and tax return stuff.

We called the loan agent together on speaker phone to ask about why this had come to her, he explained that when the underwriters did the work on my numbers they just scrapped her stuff, not a great explanation as our tax returns are joint.

She tried to explain to him that she was unhappy with what was going on and even said she felt like a second class citizen, he audibly chuckled at the statement, so she got up and walked out of the room while I yelled at him for doing such a thing to my wife. He apologized and claimed he hadn’t heard her say that and would never would have laughed at such a statement, I continued to berate him and shut him down every time he tried to speak over me, which he did a lot.

We wrapped up the phone call not happy but still stuck in the process that we had already begun, I did suggest looking to see if she could be added to the loan but her credit basically just wasn’t of any help to the loan as she has basically inactive credit.

Later in the evening we started discussing ways we could get her credit back on track, and talk turned to good things about the house, we really worked to get the day ended on a good note.

But I digress, after the call, she apologized for getting so emotional all day and said she had felt emotionally raw all day long. I asked why that was and she said that hadn’t wanted to tell me but SD20 and she had been texting the night before and SD20 said a lot of very hurtful things to her.

SD20 said that she was being left homeless and that nobody had any faith in her and now anything that happened to her was basically on DW’s fault for abandoning her.

DW stayed strong and told SD20 she could no longer support her doing nothing with her life, that she had enabled her long enough and the decisions she has made for herself put her where she is, that she had been able to live with us before and couldn’t follow even the smallest of expectations so why would we allow her to continue to do so. After DW told her that, basically shining the light of truth in her eyes, SD20 went silent and hasn’t responded since (to my knowledge).

I did see the text exchange and DW did stay strong, and SD20 was just like her sister and pointing blame at everyone except herself, I wanted to and still want to tell the little b!otch exactly what I think of her for speaking to my wife like that.

DW said she hadn’t planned on telling me about SD20 because she knew I would be angry but the day just continued to fill with emotional stuff that it just spilled over.  DW said that she doesn’t blame me for what the loan company did and hold none of this against me but she doesn’t want me going after SD20 either for the awful things she said to DW.  I can’t promise that I still won’t do that, little chit needs to be put in her place.

Which brings me back to the analogy at the beginning of this blog, actually just the second child digging through the manure. Just like that child, in Step Life when you have a large pile of Sh!t going on in your life, if you keep digging you are bound to find a SKID at the bottom of it somewhere!

DW’s whole demeanor yesterday boiled down to a SKID being an arsehole, she might have been able to handle everything that day if the little brat hadn’t said the things she did, go figure!