I got home from work yesterday and DH called me as I was pulling into the driveway. He had to go to the pharmacy to get his medication because he was out. He always wants me to go with him on the drive to run errands. He knows I don't like running errands after work unless absolutely necessary. I usually get all my stuff done on the weekends so I don't have to worry about it when I am tired. 

Big surprise, I thought maybe SD19 had the sense not to ask for anything this Christmas, since her and her sister were so awful to us during Thanksgiving. But no. She tells DH she wants money for Christmas, or nothing. He asked what she needed it for, wondering if BM was pressuring her for rent. She said "Oh, this and that."  So, basically video games, art supplies for her home projects, and other things that distract her from the fact that she doesn't have a job, a car, or a drivers license and plans to live with BM forever. 

I am finally recovering from Covid. This is the first time I've ever had it, and it sucks. Thanks work "bro" for coughing into my desk fan days before Thanksgiving!  I hope you get herpes for Christmas!

This is an update on the big lie. When DH got home from work yesterday, he said his sister (who was supposed to come over with her husband and sons for Thanksgiving) sent him a long, irate text. She said he needed to get his head out of his a$$ or he would lose his family. He is not sure why she is suddenly full of hate towards us, unless of course, SD21 called her aunty and wailed about him not allowing her to Thanksgiving, and then repeated the big lie. Great! Now I have more psychos that hate me for no reason.