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NBBM is bombarding SO with text

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The last one received about an hour ago was
" What kind of hold does that bitch have on you? I can hook you up with some friends that are alot younger and better looking than her if its pu!!y you are after"

There was a minor incident on Sunday evening with SD13. She of course along with her sisters went back to BMs Monday nite and lied and embellished and BM has not stopped texting and FBing since.

That was eeeww and strange and weird.

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Last nite when I got home from working the restaurant with SO at midnite, I got home about 5 min before him. My BD was at her Gmas for the nite and apparently MIL had sent all SGirls home with SD 18 at 11:30pm. I walked in the front door and SD18 was on the loveseat in just a tshirt and underwear with a blanket over her lap. I thot that was strange in itself and thot she had shorts on. But I just said hello and went upstairs to get a shower.

Im just so sad....

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Definitely not depressed. Just sad.
I actually cried a few minutes ago. I dont cry. I get angry. I get dissapointed. I get sappy at times. But I dont cry.
Was thinking maybe if I write it out I can figure out why and snap out of it.

Probably blogging about weekend too soon

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It doesnt actually end until SO takes them to school tomorrow. But I wanted to record what has transpired so far.
The usual eat and leave fast food half eaten and trash all over dining room.
The usual change clothes and leave them where they drop in hall, bath, Living room , where ever.
The usual TP taken off roll and tossed on bath floors.
A new addition of MIL called SO to tell him she found his checkbook in the back of her van :jawdrop:

Only me LOL way OT

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Ok, After I dropped BD8 off at school this morning my battery light came on in my car. Next light was red. Had to stop. Car died. Wouldnt start. Flashers on. Finally a nice guy in the left turn lane at Stop18 looks my way (after 30 other cars drove by but wouldnt dare look at me) and I do the thumb and pinkie phone signal to him and he rolls down his window. I explain I left without my phone and give him SO's number. He ask who he is calling and I tell him its my boyfriend (at my age that is weird) He calls. Of course SO doesnt answer , (He has an aversion to answering unknown numbers).

Documenting

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SO had his dad pick 3 younger sgirls up from school on Fri, because he was still at work at his day job. Then we both had to work the restaurant Fri nite, my BD8 was at her dads for the long weekend. SO had to work the day job on Sat also and we both had to do restaurant Sat nite. He had to open the restaurant early on Sunday for a special order. He asked older 2 Sgirls to come in early as they work with him on Sundays.

Cant find words

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I am always trying to explain to you guys and to SO and some of my close friends about the sgirls and the treatment I get from them. It sounds like I am just complaining most of the time, but I guess I just want someone to understand, I want SO to understand why I cant continue this way for too much longer.

Bloggin to remind myself when I look back later

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SO and SGirls just left to go shoe shopping at the outlet mall which is outside like mose outlet malls.
SO kept asking me to go and I kept saying no thankyou.
All 5 girls got up and got dressed without showering.
SD18 wore sweats, a hoodie, and slippers. No coat. Is 28 degrees out here.
SD14 normal for the most part, royal blue skinny jeans a black sweatshirt jacket and tennis shoes.

BM email copied and pasted

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I truly hate people who expect others to feel sorry for the situations they themselves create an only tell their side of the story! It takes two to tango! Hold yourself accountable for your own actions an part in the Misery you call a "happy life" tell the entire story from the outside in an you would find a different solution! I can't believe how selfish some people are an the things they would put their children thru for their own happiness! Makes me sick!
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