I got to talk to DH tonight, and I'm slowly being sucked back into step-drama. Damn it! I don't want to be. I no longer have any income, and even when I did, we only lived paycheck to paycheck - mainly b/c of the ammt. of CS he pays. He is absolutely convinced we can save up for a lawyer.

I commented on another blog not too long ago that if I talked about my DD10 and the problems I'm having w/ her right now, she would remind you guys of your skids. I know this is not step-related and I appologize, but I am seriously at my breaking point with this kid. I'm ready to fucking strangle her. My dd has been acting out a lot since right before my DH deployed, though it has calmed down significantly in the past week.

Ok, I am my father's only heir. Today, he called me and asked for my ssn; I have complete trust in my dad, so I give it to him, but then I asked what he wanted it for. He said he was leaving me as the beneficiary of his 401k (he doesn't believe he'll have much longer to live). About 15 min. later he called me back and gave me all his log-in info as well as his ssn so that I could log in to his 401k account b/c "when [he] dies, [I] can just log in and transfer the money into [my] bank acct. w/o having to go through" the 401k company.

I think the two main types of pet people out there are dog people and cat people. I like dogs, but I'm definitely a cat person, and have almost always had a pet cat my entire adult life. When my DD10 was a baby of crawling capacity, she *loved* to locate the cat food and play with it (and eat it - yuck!). We lived in tight quarters back then, so there really wasn't much in the way of options for hiding the cat food. Plus, it was my dad's place. He doesn't like cats at all, so there was no option to put it up higher; it *had* to be on the floor.