My kids and I had a truly relaxing evening at my sister and her boyfriend's. I was able to walk in and put my purse on the counter. I did not have to worry about anyone rooting through it or taking things from it. The boys and I got there before my sister got home from the clinic and her boyfriend served us spaghetti, good carb food. I was able to eat a small bowl, but have not eaten other than that and last night for three days.
I'm hoping tonight I can eat eggs and toast.
Wednesday night my boys and I had fun. My sister lives in a 100 year old farmhouse after losing her house as part of her psycho soon to be ex's divorce games. He just stopped paying the mortgage, and after he got out of jail for his second to latest DUI (he had his fifth a few months ago) she lost the house. But her new one is magical. The upstairs bedrooms are quite cold because they heat the house with wood, but that's on the main level. Her oldest son had the puking flu and my eldest claimed the next morning to have it. By afternoon I felt quite queasy and canceled sessions. I brought my son to his dad's because it is his weekend, and my younger was picked up by him after school yesterday.
I was unable to go to work Wednesday due to Tuesday night's drama, and unable to go yesterday because, I think of cumulative factors.
My only place to go yesterday was home after dropping off my son at his dad's. I texted my husband to tell him I was home but that I must be left in peace. He said he would instruct princess, who is still using the basement as a flop house, to leave me alone. He also instructed pee to leave me alone when they got home from wrestling. I just recuped the remainder of the afternoon and last night. I had some soup, cheese and crackers and a lot of Squirt, one of my favorite sodas. Diet Coke is hard to top, but Squirt makes a good run for it.
I am at home tonight, it is my boys' weekend with their dad. I told my husband I am looking at places for us to stay next week while I have them. I told him I cannot take the drama anymore.
Did I mention princess was apparently out looking at places to rent with college friends the other day? This dumb girl just assumed we would pay rent for her. My husband told her she's on her own, that she is getting nothing from him.
He just got home with pee after wrestling. My bedroom door is locked. I will not deal with his kids. If they cause me any grief I'm out of here.