I left bf's at 5am. I haven't slept in 2 nights. His friends conned him into hosting a soccer party...for 2 days in a row. Basically they are using his house as their party house, for hid HD tv's and its bigger than their own homes and ****, why not mess it up then leave. They don't have kids this weekend, my bf does. Drinking started at 11am yesterday and didn't end until 1AM, give or take. He and I both made, bought a ton of food. No one else really brought anything besides a bag of chips. I think if someone asks you to host a 2 day party you can plan at least one of the meals.
My bf was wasted,passed out drunk by 9pm. The girls hadn't been fed yet. I'm a little disappointed he got so drunk with the girls around. He's their dad. Nothing happened that was inappropriate but at least my roommate and his gf stepped up and made Mac N Cheese and put them to bed while I took care of him.
I've mentioned some of the wives being cliquey or just judgemental. The one, Jennifer, is usually cool but she has her nose in my bf and my a little too often for my taste. She gives me "tips" on how to be a better female in the girls life. "Hug them and kiss them more" I do. I didn't grow up in a family like that. I can't go from black to white over night. I'm trying. The wives are all so judgy, yeah its a good time to play with the girls for an hour or two them leave. I feel the same way about other peoples kids. Make me feel like I'm not good enough for the girls. Also, I've mentioned how the youngest hasn't listened worth a shit to me lately. ****. I just don't know. Maybe its a bad idea I'm moving in?
So I'll be the bitch for leaving. I just couldn't put up with another day of all day drinking, screaming soccer fans, bitchy mom types humping me, and all that today. I was made to feel like the "buzz kill" since I didn't want to take jag shots all night long and have a in hand all day. So that makes me the wet blanket. Someone had to stay somewhat with it though with the girls there. No matter what I do or don't do, its not right or good enough in their eyes. They're all so disappointed with me.
I'm just exhausted and upset and rambling but I just miss MY friends and family so much.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
I'd be disappointed too, Queen. That's rather irresponsible of him.
Nothing annoyed me today. Nice weather. Packing my belongings.
I've decided to try writing fiction this time instead of just non-fiction. Might reach a broader audience.
I don't want to go to work today, since I worked through the weekend.
But I need to because I'm about to quit my job soon and I want the money.
I don't mean to scare you, and I say this from experience, but really, you haven't seen anything yet. I know you love this guy, but I think you should consider slowing WAY down on the moving in until you have been in these girl's lives for at least 3 or 4 years. Their behavior WILL get worse: MUCH worse (it would even for kids with intact families, what with teen years looming in the distance, and all the more so with a broken family). You are potentially setting yourself up to be in a good guy/bad guy scenario with these kids when your man finds it acceptable to disregard responsibility in favor of having fun.
And yes, I realize this is a tough situation for him, too. I know he wants to have fun with the kids. Just don't let yourself become the one responsible for the "work" while he gets all the fun stuff. This is a problem with MANY parents, and it is 1000x worse for step-parent situations. The kids rarely end up appreciating you (in fact, they will resent you), and you will end up resenting this man.
Last edited by vashti; 14-06-10 at 09:25 PM.
Relax... I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts - can you show me where it hurts?
Im annoyed with myself for getting a little jealous when my ex (the ex boss ex) mentioned some other woman that he seems close too. Im not sure whether that was the desired affect or not but it worked. :/
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
I can't find the thread about books.![]()
Relax... I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts - can you show me where it hurts?
@ QueenofCorona: Wow it looks like everyone was being irresponsible except for you and the one friend who helped you. Thats why I only have one friend, because people tend to just use one another. If he'd have actually been responsible they probably would have labeled him a buzzkill too. Then again if he'd have been responsible he probably wouldn't have let them trash the house, and get away with bringing no food either. How long have you two been going out?
...one can be sure of nothing until it has already happened...
Everyone around me is talking about their love life or rather, sex life. I would join in but oh, wait, i dont have one.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Don't feel bad, I don't either![]()
...one can be sure of nothing until it has already happened...
Yeh, thinking of your predicament makes me feel better(sorry)
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.