saving grace
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So he says....
I need to have my head examined. My life is falling apart, I dont even know where to begin. Today is my day off, I think I am very very generous in driving difficult child to work everyday. On Friday's I have to drive difficult child and babygirl and they both have to be at their destinations at the same time. So I leave a little earlier and drop difficult child off at work 10 minutes early and then scoot across town to get babygirl to school by 8:00am
My alarm goes off, I stumble in to shake BG who lately has been having issues with listening and whining which is SOOOOOOOO not like her, (we are attributing it to difficult child being here) She starts with I dont want to get up, I dont want to go and then proceeds to cry and gag then throw up. Moving on...
I go down stairs, I throw a bagel in the toaster for difficult child, I hear his alarm go off, I hear him turn it off. I wait.... No difficult child.... I go down and say its time to get up, he proceeds to regress back to high school witht he I'm not getting up, my back hurts, get out blah blah blah, expletive expletive.. I remind him that if he does not go to work then he is not able to continue to stay here, he goes offffff, I start screaming, I start crying, I cant help it..
My nice quiet home is not a war zone, its only 10 past 7 at this point. BG is still upstairs crying, I am on the first floor crying and difficult child is in the basement swearing.
I guess stopping my zoloft wasnt such a good idea.
I am also dealing with a financial issue brought on by difficult child's choices but not his doing. A "friend" of the family was supposed to be helping us get difficult child's car fixed that was smashed up so he could sell it and pay off the loan. WELL that was mid September and here it is Dec 1 and the "friend"is missing and the body shop is telling me that they never received the insurance checks, we look into it and they have been cashed. So the body shop wants $3000 husband and I put up $8500 to pay off the loan with the hopes to sell it and make some money off of the investment. Yeah right!! We are now sitting here waiting for copies of the checks from the insurance company to see who signed the backs of the checks, the bank is waitin for copies as well because they say they didnt stamp the backs and they were made out to both difficult child and the bank due to him having a loan on the car. This doesnt get me the car back. So we wait.... and through all of this what does difficult child do??? (see above) Plus he just makes out lives miserable, I cant believe I let this happen again.
Oh and did I mention that my beautiful baby girl called my husband a F*G fill in the blank, we flipped out, gave her time out, talked to her teacher etc... then this morning she goes downstairs to tell difficult child we were leaving and used that word again!!!
I am going back to bed
Grace
I need to have my head examined. My life is falling apart, I dont even know where to begin. Today is my day off, I think I am very very generous in driving difficult child to work everyday. On Friday's I have to drive difficult child and babygirl and they both have to be at their destinations at the same time. So I leave a little earlier and drop difficult child off at work 10 minutes early and then scoot across town to get babygirl to school by 8:00am
My alarm goes off, I stumble in to shake BG who lately has been having issues with listening and whining which is SOOOOOOOO not like her, (we are attributing it to difficult child being here) She starts with I dont want to get up, I dont want to go and then proceeds to cry and gag then throw up. Moving on...
I go down stairs, I throw a bagel in the toaster for difficult child, I hear his alarm go off, I hear him turn it off. I wait.... No difficult child.... I go down and say its time to get up, he proceeds to regress back to high school witht he I'm not getting up, my back hurts, get out blah blah blah, expletive expletive.. I remind him that if he does not go to work then he is not able to continue to stay here, he goes offffff, I start screaming, I start crying, I cant help it..
My nice quiet home is not a war zone, its only 10 past 7 at this point. BG is still upstairs crying, I am on the first floor crying and difficult child is in the basement swearing.
I guess stopping my zoloft wasnt such a good idea.
I am also dealing with a financial issue brought on by difficult child's choices but not his doing. A "friend" of the family was supposed to be helping us get difficult child's car fixed that was smashed up so he could sell it and pay off the loan. WELL that was mid September and here it is Dec 1 and the "friend"is missing and the body shop is telling me that they never received the insurance checks, we look into it and they have been cashed. So the body shop wants $3000 husband and I put up $8500 to pay off the loan with the hopes to sell it and make some money off of the investment. Yeah right!! We are now sitting here waiting for copies of the checks from the insurance company to see who signed the backs of the checks, the bank is waitin for copies as well because they say they didnt stamp the backs and they were made out to both difficult child and the bank due to him having a loan on the car. This doesnt get me the car back. So we wait.... and through all of this what does difficult child do??? (see above) Plus he just makes out lives miserable, I cant believe I let this happen again.
Oh and did I mention that my beautiful baby girl called my husband a F*G fill in the blank, we flipped out, gave her time out, talked to her teacher etc... then this morning she goes downstairs to tell difficult child we were leaving and used that word again!!!
I am going back to bed
Grace