My first day.

On my first day of blogging, I will have to really open my mind.

It was another early start to the day with, getting up at 6, wake up the kids, take them to their Dad's then home again. I had to make a trip to the gas station so this wasn't as easy as normally it would have been. With literally no coffee in my system, I used the wrong card, which in turn meant, using the wrong pin number and entering the wrong amount I wanted. What should have been a 5 minute stop, ended up taking 20 minutes.


That's how my day started...

My step son just came home. Have I mentioned he is the only person in my life I totally and undeniably do not like. He has no respect for anyone or anything. Along with his brother and mother, they think they rule the world and everything in it. His mother, you might as well just say, abandoned both her children for, what she thought would be a better life. Drinking and drugs, and when she thought the time was right, would introduce them too it all. Her older son Tyler, has decided that having responsibilities for anything is not for him. My step son, has decided that he needs to pick that up as well, since it has gotten his brother oh so far in life. He decided since his brother didn't want to do anything with his dog, he rescued in another province, that he should take it on. We tried to talk him out of it, telling him, you don't have a job to buy food for the dog, you don't have a job to take the dog to the vet if she gets sick. He wasn't going to hear any of it...well guess who looks after the dog. Who bites people, barks at everything, but is scared of everything at the same time. ME! I so want to get another job just so I can get away. My kids are at school, he never even knows where she is 1/2 the time, the only time he calls her is when he is going to bed. John is at work so, he's not around to look after her. All this I knew was going to happen, I was dead set against having this dog stay here for any length of time. Oh ya right, it was only supposed to be for a month or two until Tyler found a place to live where he could have her. Well that month or two passed two months ago. He wont take her back, wont take her to the pound...he knew she bit people, so wouldn't let the SPCA do any testing on her to see if she was adoptable. He knew she wouldn't pass, and in turn, knew they would say, she would be PTS if left there. John of course feels bad for her so, got attached to her, so now wont let her go either. I AM SO PISSED!

Well I guess I know how my day will go now that he is back. He spent the night at his mothers, and well, when he left he was all, yes Dad, yes Kathleen or Mom, which I ended rather quickly. I then said to John, well he is up too something, he's calling me Kathleen and Mom again. The only time he is nice to the two of us, is when he has done something and hasn't gotten caught or, is going to do something or ask for something. I'm sure he'll be asking for his "buddy" to move in next. I already said "Over my dead body will that happen, you want too live together, move out"! Of course that will never happen. I'm sure my two kids will move out long before that kid does. It will be just to get away from him and his BS. I might have to move with them haha.

Well Valerie, a very good friend of mine, is on her way. We are going fabric shopping...

Well this day has come to an end. Had lunch with a good friend then, went fabric shopping. That was interesting for sure. How fun...so many things that could be made. Gives a person so much thought of what one could make. The dresses, pillow cases, and so much more.

Tomorrow is another day of fun. Lunch and well, we'll see how much trouble we can get into.