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- Apr 15, 2020
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So my day starts with my mother’s nonsense. To roll it back a bit, my mother lives with me and my family because she lost her home after her divorce, and didn’t tell anyone until there was only a couple weeks left until it was being auctioned. We had a house about 1 hour away and had sold it, and moved in with her to help her keep her house since my youngest brother was still in school. but made the mistake of giving the money to her and not directly to the bank...she bought my other brother a car, and me, husband, toddlers, and dogs ended up with 2 weeks to find somewhere to live. Anyway, fast forward 6 years, she’s still with us, we ask for no money, no cooking, nothing, she just occupies the master bedroom, eats our food, goes to her part time mall job, smokes, and drives her beater car, which we bought her and she ran into the ground. We call her our teenager (not to her face).
Last winter my youngest brother who she hadn’t seen in over a year, because he lives 13 hours away, and she had only seen for 2 hours the previous time, came to the area to take his girlfriend out and propose. He saw all his friends, went to a football game, stayed with my other brother, but didn’t see his mother, and forget about me and my family. So they begrudgingly invite her to drive 90 minutes to where they’re staying, to take them out to dinner. They invited her the day of, which was her birthday and she worked 9 hours. It was snowing lightly and dark out, and I called him and told him off. I told him he was piece of sxxx for not coming to see her on her bday, making her drive when she can’t see well at night, and not even inviting the rest of us so we could drive her there. We haven’t spoken since, both of my brothers have cut me off. But that’s their problem, I hold the opinion that if they want to be terrible people, we are better off without them, they clearly only care about themselves.
Last week she attended the wedding, we weren’t invited and it was 15 hours away at some pricey wooded area with luxury treehouses. She flew there, and no one met her at the airport. She had to rent a car but has bad credit, so she couldnt get one at the airport. We get a call the next day from a car rental place, and you can all see where this is going, we ended up taking care of it. I had gotten up at the crack of dawn the day she was leaving because I heard her crying thru the baby monitor we use to spy on the kids. I go up and get her an Uber to the airport because she claims she can’t figure out the app, but her card is clearly declined. As I’m trying to trouble shoot her issue because she just told me it was broken, not declined, I see her dozens of other open windows where she was trying to get loans! Whatever, I send her on her way, she has her ticket I got her an Uber, shes heading to my brothers, I assume all is well.
Well she backed her rental car into those round emergency exit basement pit things of a strip mall, one back tire in each of 2 holes. Then rather than try to leave a day early she decides to fly home in a snow storm.
Fast forward to today, we are having another snow storm, there’s 2 feet of snow, my husband and I spent all day yesterday keeping ahead of it. My town doesn’t fool around, you don’t shovel, you get a ticket, you park on the road, you get towed. My husband was out until 11:30 last night shoveling, she never offered to help or showed any interest. We don’t expect her to help, it’s fine. So this morning we hear shoveling and snow blower sounds all over the neighborhood. It’s still snowing like crazy, and my husband has to work. He’s in his office downstairs and I’m watching tv downstairs because the kids are watching tv upstairs in the living room, hubby and I have the finished basement level for us, bedroom, office, tv room, laundry room. When I go up at about 10, I hear voices in the driveway, and hubby looks out and sees the Pastor who lives across the street offering to help my mother who is shoveling the driveway! First of all she’s letting people think she shoveled the walks and porch, because no one was awake to see my husband doing it at 11:30 last night. Second of all she isn’t really doing it, she’s pushing around snow and hoping people will see poor Cinderella out there. I lost it, I opened the door and screamed “ what do you think you’re doing!?” She gets all defensive, “I like shoveling blah blah” She sure didn’t like it yesterday when the rest of us were doing it. I’ve never in my life seen her shovel unless she was looking to punish and humiliate my stepdad.
So my husband has to stop working, can’t do his real job which pays for everything we have, because she decided right now is when the driveway needs to get done and our neighbors think we’re monsters who make an old lady shovel all morning. He shoveled right before bed late at night because he knew he wouldn’t have time until after work today. She hasn’t apologized, she thinks I’m unreasonable for being angry. She says she’s stir crazy, and needs something to do, yet when she moved in, she agreed she would do the dishes, and does them maybe 5 times per week if I’m lucky. Like a teenager she made up all these unspoken rules, like she doesn’t do them if she wasn’t home for dinner, or if she worked 8 hours, never discussed this, just doesn’t do them. So she was so bored and restless but the sink is full, and her bathroom is a mess, maybe start with that huh? But the neighbors can’t see her doing that, she NEEDS to be a victim.
So now I have the kid train going in and out, wanting hot chocolate etc, and I’m trying to shuffle birds around because I have a reptile guy who takes my males from the sex links and any I don’t want, plus I have a wry neck for him, and I have more hatching tomorrow, and he had cancelled. With the frickin snow, who knows if the lady I’m selling these new chicks to will be able to get here until the weekend, reptile guy had a car accident and couldn’t get his last week, so I’m swamped with chicks. As I’m cleaning out a brooder, I hear a cheep cheep from the bator, I had balanced one on the turner and hand turned it, I guess because it was higher it was slightly warmer, and it hatched a day early. I want to get him out because I expect the others to start pipping tonight, so I’m setting up the brooder as fast as I can, I go to hang the light, and I dropped it, it shatters. Do you think miss “I need something to do” comes out of her room to maybe help get the dogs away from the glass or help clean up? Nope.
Did I mention a branch fell from my neighbors tree in the storm and almost crushed my sex link pen? 2 birds freaked and smashed their heads on the top, and I had to guess what? Bring more birds inside! I’m up to my eyeballs in quail, and these 2 idiots insist on attacking each other’s bloody heads, so they are in 2 different brooder bins with big chicks now, and if either one causes any more problems, they’re getting an invite to the freezer. Seriously tho, one is pretty bad, it’ll live for sure, but definitely gonna have a bald patch where it ripped off a chunk of flesh that is now sticking up. This is actually the worst injury I’ve seen in my birds, but I’m lucky the branch hit the fence and deflected to the side or I would have lost all of my sex links, there’s no way I could catch 11 escaped birds in 2 feet of snow, my yard borders the woods, and if they get there, they’re gone.
I have such a bad stress headache from all this. I had to toss the wry neck into the brooder of big little chicks(it’s come to that, big big, big little, little little, little big haha) so I could put early bird into the brooder it was using since I had to wash and clean the shelf liner and bowls in the one half the glass flew into. My husband comes up and says there’s something wrong with one of the chicks, it looks like it broke its neck, I go running, it’s just wry neck eating like a weirdo lol.
Sorry it’s so long haha
Last winter my youngest brother who she hadn’t seen in over a year, because he lives 13 hours away, and she had only seen for 2 hours the previous time, came to the area to take his girlfriend out and propose. He saw all his friends, went to a football game, stayed with my other brother, but didn’t see his mother, and forget about me and my family. So they begrudgingly invite her to drive 90 minutes to where they’re staying, to take them out to dinner. They invited her the day of, which was her birthday and she worked 9 hours. It was snowing lightly and dark out, and I called him and told him off. I told him he was piece of sxxx for not coming to see her on her bday, making her drive when she can’t see well at night, and not even inviting the rest of us so we could drive her there. We haven’t spoken since, both of my brothers have cut me off. But that’s their problem, I hold the opinion that if they want to be terrible people, we are better off without them, they clearly only care about themselves.
Last week she attended the wedding, we weren’t invited and it was 15 hours away at some pricey wooded area with luxury treehouses. She flew there, and no one met her at the airport. She had to rent a car but has bad credit, so she couldnt get one at the airport. We get a call the next day from a car rental place, and you can all see where this is going, we ended up taking care of it. I had gotten up at the crack of dawn the day she was leaving because I heard her crying thru the baby monitor we use to spy on the kids. I go up and get her an Uber to the airport because she claims she can’t figure out the app, but her card is clearly declined. As I’m trying to trouble shoot her issue because she just told me it was broken, not declined, I see her dozens of other open windows where she was trying to get loans! Whatever, I send her on her way, she has her ticket I got her an Uber, shes heading to my brothers, I assume all is well.
Well she backed her rental car into those round emergency exit basement pit things of a strip mall, one back tire in each of 2 holes. Then rather than try to leave a day early she decides to fly home in a snow storm.
Fast forward to today, we are having another snow storm, there’s 2 feet of snow, my husband and I spent all day yesterday keeping ahead of it. My town doesn’t fool around, you don’t shovel, you get a ticket, you park on the road, you get towed. My husband was out until 11:30 last night shoveling, she never offered to help or showed any interest. We don’t expect her to help, it’s fine. So this morning we hear shoveling and snow blower sounds all over the neighborhood. It’s still snowing like crazy, and my husband has to work. He’s in his office downstairs and I’m watching tv downstairs because the kids are watching tv upstairs in the living room, hubby and I have the finished basement level for us, bedroom, office, tv room, laundry room. When I go up at about 10, I hear voices in the driveway, and hubby looks out and sees the Pastor who lives across the street offering to help my mother who is shoveling the driveway! First of all she’s letting people think she shoveled the walks and porch, because no one was awake to see my husband doing it at 11:30 last night. Second of all she isn’t really doing it, she’s pushing around snow and hoping people will see poor Cinderella out there. I lost it, I opened the door and screamed “ what do you think you’re doing!?” She gets all defensive, “I like shoveling blah blah” She sure didn’t like it yesterday when the rest of us were doing it. I’ve never in my life seen her shovel unless she was looking to punish and humiliate my stepdad.
So my husband has to stop working, can’t do his real job which pays for everything we have, because she decided right now is when the driveway needs to get done and our neighbors think we’re monsters who make an old lady shovel all morning. He shoveled right before bed late at night because he knew he wouldn’t have time until after work today. She hasn’t apologized, she thinks I’m unreasonable for being angry. She says she’s stir crazy, and needs something to do, yet when she moved in, she agreed she would do the dishes, and does them maybe 5 times per week if I’m lucky. Like a teenager she made up all these unspoken rules, like she doesn’t do them if she wasn’t home for dinner, or if she worked 8 hours, never discussed this, just doesn’t do them. So she was so bored and restless but the sink is full, and her bathroom is a mess, maybe start with that huh? But the neighbors can’t see her doing that, she NEEDS to be a victim.
So now I have the kid train going in and out, wanting hot chocolate etc, and I’m trying to shuffle birds around because I have a reptile guy who takes my males from the sex links and any I don’t want, plus I have a wry neck for him, and I have more hatching tomorrow, and he had cancelled. With the frickin snow, who knows if the lady I’m selling these new chicks to will be able to get here until the weekend, reptile guy had a car accident and couldn’t get his last week, so I’m swamped with chicks. As I’m cleaning out a brooder, I hear a cheep cheep from the bator, I had balanced one on the turner and hand turned it, I guess because it was higher it was slightly warmer, and it hatched a day early. I want to get him out because I expect the others to start pipping tonight, so I’m setting up the brooder as fast as I can, I go to hang the light, and I dropped it, it shatters. Do you think miss “I need something to do” comes out of her room to maybe help get the dogs away from the glass or help clean up? Nope.
Did I mention a branch fell from my neighbors tree in the storm and almost crushed my sex link pen? 2 birds freaked and smashed their heads on the top, and I had to guess what? Bring more birds inside! I’m up to my eyeballs in quail, and these 2 idiots insist on attacking each other’s bloody heads, so they are in 2 different brooder bins with big chicks now, and if either one causes any more problems, they’re getting an invite to the freezer. Seriously tho, one is pretty bad, it’ll live for sure, but definitely gonna have a bald patch where it ripped off a chunk of flesh that is now sticking up. This is actually the worst injury I’ve seen in my birds, but I’m lucky the branch hit the fence and deflected to the side or I would have lost all of my sex links, there’s no way I could catch 11 escaped birds in 2 feet of snow, my yard borders the woods, and if they get there, they’re gone.
I have such a bad stress headache from all this. I had to toss the wry neck into the brooder of big little chicks(it’s come to that, big big, big little, little little, little big haha) so I could put early bird into the brooder it was using since I had to wash and clean the shelf liner and bowls in the one half the glass flew into. My husband comes up and says there’s something wrong with one of the chicks, it looks like it broke its neck, I go running, it’s just wry neck eating like a weirdo lol.
Sorry it’s so long haha
