Half an hour, I feel sick...
Ok, so I really shouldn't bitch, I got a reprieve twice this week.
SD13 was at camp all week so only ss10 on Wednesday, then she wanted to spend some time with BM Friday night, and OH had volunteered to help out at SS's school today which meant no skids last night.
So really, I've had two extra nights of peace and no stress, and I have no right to complain now.
OH has just texted me that he has picked them up and they are on their way home. 
And my heart rate just went through the roof, I feel instantly sick and anxious....
And I HATE IT.
Deep breaths.
I really only have a few hours tonight to tolerate, dd11 has a dance comp in the morning so we'll be up and out of the house by 7, and probably not home til lunchtime. So then it's only tomorrow afternoon, til 8pm.
Two short bursts. I can do this.
I HATE it. Last time they were here she caused a huge row, and I made him leave with them. She thought he had left for good and got all excited, when she asked him on the Sunday night where he was going to go now he said "home?" Apparently she wasn't a happy camper.
Ok. So.
I will stay calm. I will NOT let her get to me. I will be sweet and loving and all over my OH. I will NOT let her get to me. I will not, however, tolerate disrespect or bad behaviour so he had better keep that little bitch in check this time.
Sorry. Just needed to get it out before they get here.
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She came in and ignored, was sullen and had her usual pouty bitchface on. I said Hi, and carried on with what I was doing.
I go to pick up dd's from dancing, come home. SD is asleep in her room. OH and SS are out the back mowing.
It's an ok night, she was reasonable. Not overly friendly, but not rude either, we were both just kind of occupying space but not interacting with each other. Went to the fireworks up the road and had a look around the festival set up for Sunday (OH was taking the other three in the morning while dd11 and I were at the comp, we were meeting them later)
Got home, watched a movie. Kids went to bed. Finally we go to bed. I go into the ensuite and my make up remover wipes (brand new pack) are gone. Hmmmmm. We go and ask SD but she hasn't seen them, doesn't know what they are etc....
She didn't know I was behind OH in her doorway, the thing is, I bought an identical pack for SD about a month ago, they were unopened on her bed, and with all the other shit lately I took them back. So I said to her "Of course you know what they look like there was an identical pack on your bed for about two weeks, I bought them for you and GAVE them to you??" Nothing.
OH texts me the next day to say he "found" them.... Yeah, right.
On a brighter note, the comps we went to were for the ballet students who got over 90% in their last exam, so from our dance school dd11 and two of classmates went. At their grade (4) there were 32 students from across the state. They did an hour audition style class, then the top 16 were picked for the semi final. All three of our girls got into the semi final (so that makes them 3 of the top 16 in the state!) Then they had to do another half hour audition, but this one included grades 4,5 and 6. None of them got through to the final, but still, top 16 in their grade is pretty good so they all went home happy. So glad all 3 got through, and they were so excited!
Went to the carnival, SD put on the mini-wife usual show, pushing between us, trying to engage in conversations with him that excluded me, sitting and standing next to OH all the time, trying to make him go on all the rides with her, some I let her and some I went with him. But I made it clear that when he did sit with her it was MY choice to go on with my dd and was happy for him to ride with her. Sounds silly, but I know most of you GET IT!!!
So all in all, it wasn't too unbearable, OH made a lot of effort as he knows how stressed it makes me now, regardless of if anything is actually happening or not. And all I could think was yay, that's over with and I don't have to see them again for a while. How sad.