I read a lot of other blogs on here. Obviously I'm looking mostly for stories much like mine so I can relate and feel a little validated in my feelings (or lack thereof) for SOs kids.

Most blogs have a story involving the BM. My SO and I live in a different city than BM and his kids, so I literally never run into her! We don't have eachothers phone numbers, facebook friends, nothing!! I am grateful for that. Because since I judge SO on how he parents, I'm sure I'd have a few choice words for BM too!! Although I have disengaged so I'm sure even if I had the opportunity to say something, I wouldn't anyway. I just don't have the umph to care anymore. It's been 2 and a half years with him and instead of things getting better, I'm starting to feel a little more "doomed" in this relationship. Instead of thinking "if we break up" I now think "WHEN we break up" because I feel like it's inevitable. We don't fight anymore because I just don't say anything. That doesn't mean I'm not pissed as hell at him and his kids when they are all around!!!! Mostly I'm mad at SO. He just doesn't put in any effort in both our relationship or in his parenting. He wants to keep them busy all the time to keep them out of the house....but it's never enough! No matter what, his kids are always "bored". I'm sure that is just their age. They always want to get stuff and go places but let's be realistic... no one can afford that.

SO. Why can't you pick up after yourself?? You know how much I hate feeling like I'm living with a teenage boy!! You took a big dump in the toilet and didn't bother to clean it... Tell me how at age 38 you can't tell you left the toilet looking like you fingerpainted in it?!?!
There is a trail of your stuff from the backdoor all the way to the bedroom. You have a half full can of beer at the back door.... empty pop bottle beside the sink, empty beer can beside the sink, your plate must have gotten tired on its way to the sink and took a break on the breakfast table... plastic wrappers fall on the counter instead of in the garbage can.... the steak knife you used 3 days ago is still waiting for you on the coffee table!! Of course it's on top of the dirty towel you used to clean up your spill on the same day. The glass of 3 day iced tea has recently been removed... that is an improvement! The mail and flyers you bring in each day has a nice place sprawled out on the table instead of put away in a file folder or recycling box.... why? Why can't you put things away?!!? Recently I noticed you got an air freshener for your truck... ARE YOU FU%$ING KIDDING ME!?!??!? Instead of cleaning out the garbage, you're going to overcome the smell with an airfreshener?!?!?!? You're 38!!! Grow up!!!! I will not ride in your truck until you clean it out. It hurts my head with all the smells. Kid spilled a coke. You dumped your coffee... the door sticks from all the spilled stuff on the floor!! It is disgusting. And what the hell is all that junk food garbage all about?!?!?! I wonder if you have an eating disorder that you have that much wrappers for crap in your truck... Oh wait.... that's what you feed your 9 and 11 year old overweight kids!!! Right. Makes perfect sense.

To anyone reading this, it may seem petty... but all this is just the tip of the iceburg and you have to know that it is EACH.AND.EVERY.DAY. Something new in a new spot. Always garbage that can't make it all the way to the garbage, dirty dishes that can't make it all the way to the sink and laundry gets left wherever he takes it off. Right now his pajama bottoms are literally lying BESIDE the laundry basket in the bedroom.

Our dog has a thing for socks. It seems easier for us humans to put our socks in the laundry basket instead of yell at the dog because I can't seem to break him of it.... looks like my SO is going to give the dog a run for his money!! I can't get SO to put his socks in the basket!! He'd rather yell at the dog every day!! It drives me up the wall!! I'm not mad at the dog... I'm pissed at SO!!! We also have a cat... I had the cat when SO and I met.. she was a great cat!! Then SO and I moved in together and I found an abused and abandoned puppy. Now the cat is a bitch. She HATES the dog... so to let us know when she is mad, she pees on stuff. Usually a pile of clothes. So I make a point of putting my clothes in the laundry basket. SO still doesn't. He would rather yell at the cat.

SO thinks everyone else is to blame for his scatterbrain?!?!?!? He is a scatterbrain!! And not in a cute, loveable way either! It is actually getting ridiculously annoying!!!

I am starting to feel less and less love for this man. And I'm not looking for reasons... he just happens to leave them all lying around!!!!

I don't have kids. The last thing I'm going to do is be a maid to SO and his damn kids.

For if and when SO reads this blog (He recently found out I'm on here... only a matter of time before he finds me!)

1. Clean up after yourself. You are not my child.
2. Make your kids clean up after themselves. They are old enough and not my children.
3. Stop feeding your kids so much junkfood. You are not doing anyone any favors. Your 11 year old is 110 pounds. That is too much.
4. Ditto for you. You have gained a lot of weight this year.
5. Stop blaming me for your own wrongdoings. That is not the way to own your mistakes.
6. CLEAN OUT YOUR DISGUSTING EXCUSE OF A TRUCK!!!!
7. Finish what you started!! Stop leaving half finished jobs around the house! Relax after... not before or during.

This rant didn't exactly make me feel any better... I imagine telling SO all this stuff would make me feel better... but only until I realize he's not going to change anyway.