Monday night was that craphole we call stepmotherhood. Bad day at work, came home to messy house with no expectations from skids followed. They all wanted things, and didn't consider my day or my feelings. I won't go into details. Three days later, the details have lost their power to anyone but me...

I call Loghead and don't really tell him anything specific, because he's asked me to spare him the details over the phone.I tell him I had a bad day, and just wanted his voice to balance me. He tells me to relax, ignore skids, and fix food for just me and Gibby. I'm thinking, "Yeah, he's supporting me... He understood when we talked about disengaging..."

And then he throws in "Just don't worry about it. It just proves again that I can't leave you and the skids alone together. Something always goes wrong."

GGGGRRRRR. That made me so angry I was seeing red. So I get off phone, and take care of a few things, starting to heat up leftovers for me and Gibby in the microwave, when Lazy Boye starts in again.

And I realize I don't need this shit tonight. I call Gibby into kitchen and tell him to put his shoes back on. I grab food out of microwave and throw it in a container. I grab my laptop and school work. And we leave.

I call my sister-in-law and ask if we can hang-out with her. I even tell her I've got enough left overs for her kids too! We sit for 2 hours, catching up. Sad, we live less than 2 miles apart, but I haven't seen her since Christmas. Kids watch Spongebob and we chat. I left feeling good. Empowered once again.

I get home and try hard not to let my mood sink when Loghead is acting like everything is my fault. And it's 2 days later now, and he's still acting like it's my fault. And it didn't even seem to bother him that he and his kids treated me sooooo poorly that I felt the need to leave; even if was just for a short while...

He knows I had a very important meeting at school today, and he offered no concern or support. I am pissed and lonely. And I told him so today. I called him. He didn't answer. I left it on his voicemail- that his behavior was childish, and that I couldn't believe he really loved me if he could treat me that way prior to events he knew where very important to my career and his future. I told him I was tired of being lonely and alone.