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<blockquote data-quote="flutterbee" data-source="post: 201850"><p>I have HAD it with the kids. We had a good couple of days where Wynter was helping me and all hell broke loose last night and again today.</p><p></p><p>Devon has been doing nothing to help around the house except to complain. He's off yesterday and today. I told him the grass needed mowed (neighbor hasn't been able to do it) and I need to rent a carpet scrubber from Kroger and the vacuum bound up and I need him to take it apart. It rained yesterday, so of course he couldn't do the grass, but he didn't do anything else either. I gave him my debit card to get the carpet scrubber. He was late by 20 minutes getting home last night and no carpet scrubber. He didn't feel like it. He was at a friend's house. He was too tired to do the vacuum. Today, he had detention after school for being late 3 times and now he's at his girlfriend's and not answering his cell.</p><p></p><p>When he got home last night and I was mad at him, he yelled back that he hates being here; that it's too stressful. He knows that bothers me because I have so much guilt over being sick, etc. He later admitted he just said it cause he was mad.</p><p></p><p>Wynter has been b!tching and moaning about the dogs. They annoy her. Remember, she wanted both of them. Buster got into the litter box and there was kitty poop on the floor and I asked her to pick it up. She exploded. Screamed at Devon why couldn't he do it, he never does anything. Reminded her that Devon didn't want the new dog and that she accepted full responsibility for taking care of him, but even at that he has picked up Buster's messes. I told her that he had on several occassions and she's screaming at me, "WHEN???", like *I* have to prove it to her. OHHHHH. I don't think so, little girl. I'm the mom. I don't have to prove *anything* to you. She then goes on, no surprise, about how mean I am to her, blah, blah, blah.</p><p></p><p>I walked away and went outside. Heard a door slam. The kitty poop is still on the floor.</p><p></p><p>Last night she went on and on again about how bored and miserable she is, but I never take her out to do anything. Reminded her - for the umpteenth time - that she is 13 years old and it is not my responsibility to entertain her. Well, she doesn't have any friends. Because you don't do anything to meet people to make any friends. She can't, she says. Why don't I ever listen to her. I think I know her, but I don't know anything, yada, yada, yada. Puke.</p><p></p><p>My best friend that I haven't seen in almost 6 years is coming on Saturday. I have been trying to get the house ready and keep it nice. </p><p></p><p>I'm done. I will NOT be doing a single thing for either one of my kids. Wynter wants her hair straightened...too damn bad. She wants to get all these new clothes...too damn bad. I'd like a splurge at Bath and Body Works, I think. And once I get ahold of Devon, he's home until what I asked of him is done - at the very least. He can take our lawn mower over to his girlfriend's house and mow their lawn, but he can't do anything to help me around here. </p><p></p><p>Nope. I've had it. Pushed too far this time.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="flutterbee, post: 201850"] I have HAD it with the kids. We had a good couple of days where Wynter was helping me and all hell broke loose last night and again today. Devon has been doing nothing to help around the house except to complain. He's off yesterday and today. I told him the grass needed mowed (neighbor hasn't been able to do it) and I need to rent a carpet scrubber from Kroger and the vacuum bound up and I need him to take it apart. It rained yesterday, so of course he couldn't do the grass, but he didn't do anything else either. I gave him my debit card to get the carpet scrubber. He was late by 20 minutes getting home last night and no carpet scrubber. He didn't feel like it. He was at a friend's house. He was too tired to do the vacuum. Today, he had detention after school for being late 3 times and now he's at his girlfriend's and not answering his cell. When he got home last night and I was mad at him, he yelled back that he hates being here; that it's too stressful. He knows that bothers me because I have so much guilt over being sick, etc. He later admitted he just said it cause he was mad. Wynter has been b!tching and moaning about the dogs. They annoy her. Remember, she wanted both of them. Buster got into the litter box and there was kitty poop on the floor and I asked her to pick it up. She exploded. Screamed at Devon why couldn't he do it, he never does anything. Reminded her that Devon didn't want the new dog and that she accepted full responsibility for taking care of him, but even at that he has picked up Buster's messes. I told her that he had on several occassions and she's screaming at me, "WHEN???", like *I* have to prove it to her. OHHHHH. I don't think so, little girl. I'm the mom. I don't have to prove *anything* to you. She then goes on, no surprise, about how mean I am to her, blah, blah, blah. I walked away and went outside. Heard a door slam. The kitty poop is still on the floor. Last night she went on and on again about how bored and miserable she is, but I never take her out to do anything. Reminded her - for the umpteenth time - that she is 13 years old and it is not my responsibility to entertain her. Well, she doesn't have any friends. Because you don't do anything to meet people to make any friends. She can't, she says. Why don't I ever listen to her. I think I know her, but I don't know anything, yada, yada, yada. Puke. My best friend that I haven't seen in almost 6 years is coming on Saturday. I have been trying to get the house ready and keep it nice. I'm done. I will NOT be doing a single thing for either one of my kids. Wynter wants her hair straightened...too damn bad. She wants to get all these new clothes...too damn bad. I'd like a splurge at Bath and Body Works, I think. And once I get ahold of Devon, he's home until what I asked of him is done - at the very least. He can take our lawn mower over to his girlfriend's house and mow their lawn, but he can't do anything to help me around here. Nope. I've had it. Pushed too far this time. [/QUOTE]
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