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DH's son is spending more time at our house (starting this week) and I'm already regretting it.

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I have no one to blame but myself either. Two weeks ago during a skid visit, DH confided in me about how worried he was about his son. There are a number of issues but after hearing him out my main conclusion was that the EOWE arrangement wasn't working out at all. I suggested that DH go back to following the CO and resume the 50/50 schedule for his son (but NOT his daughter...that's another story altogether).

I'm taking bets. Anyone want in?

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MIL and FIL wanted to take DH and I out for dinner. It was supposed to be a celebration for me, but we kind of put them off for a few days. I am pretty sure that it's not so much going to be a celebration but rather an excruciating evening of listening to them talk about BM and SD the entire time. I might as well just turn it into a drinking game. Every time someone mentions SD or BM's name I take a drink. Damn, I guess I'm getting drunk tonight everyone! }:)

Fakebook.

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I used to spend a lot of time there but I've just lost interest and hardly ever go there anymore.

I did look BM up when DH and I first started dating. (I know, I know). I heard all of the stories, not to mention all of the conversations I witnessed when he took her calls in front of me. I just HAD to see what the crazy looked like.

So for the entire time I've been with DH, I have assumed that the things she had written in her "about me" section were true. Bwahahahah! She had a "studied Psychology at XYZ University in 1995".

Update to "It would have been nice if you would have at least offered" --- and Mercury loses her mind

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A few weeks ago I offered to stay home with DH's son while he took his daughter out for her birthday. Here's the background story if you care to read it: http://www.steptalk.org/node/196558

You guys were right, my DH is a great guy. He's so good about parenting his own kids and he never asks me to do anything for them. This seemed like something I could do for HIM that wouldn't require a lot of effort and hassle on my part, right? Well, as they say, no good deed goes unpunished.

Skids are like a case of herpes.

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latency -- recurrence -- latency -- recurrence. Forever.

Just when everything seems to be going smoothly and you are floating along, really starting to enjoy your life, you catch a glimpse of it in the mirror: Uh oh. Just a little red blister this time, not really a big deal, but still a reminder that this herpes skidplex virus is always going to be there. You can forget about it, sometimes for very long periods of time, but it will always come back and it will always bring a bit of discomfort into your life.

"It would have been nice if you would have at least offered"

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I always say I'm one of the lucky ones in here. DH does the parenting when his kids are in my home. He gets groceries, cooks dinner, cleans before and after. I don't do any of that and he has never asked me to. He has never asked me to pick his kids up from school or after school care even though I drive right past them on my way home. He has never dumped his kids on me when he isn't home.

My sister's kids vs the kids of a wanted felon with substance abuse issues vs DH's kids

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Guess which ones are the worst?

If you guessed the skids you win a prize.

My sister's kids are awesome. Despite my obvious biases stemming from relatedness, I know that they are just damn good kids who have their heads screwed on straight and are already aware of the world around them and well on their way towards becoming social justice activists. I'm really proud of them.

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