I haven't been on here for a while. Things have been busy and fairly good. At least that's what I keep telling myself so that I can maintain what little sanity I have left. Actually things with the skids suck and I'm just buying my time hoping they will not be the kids that boomerang home after they're adults.

The current annoyance.....SS13 on his stupid Xbox live account spending HOURS playing shoot 'em up video games while trash talking to his stupid teenage friends!!!! I'm not sure what's worse, hearing his annoying voice and inappropriate language and most annoying laugh EVER, or the constant sounds of gunfire. It's like he thinks just because he has those big stupid looking headphones covering his ears that the rest of us can't hear his big mouth EVERYWHERE else in the house!! It's like being forced to sit in a boys locker room at a junior high school for hours listening to them be stupid while they think they're being so cool.

I hate it!!!! Why can't he just go to his room and do some of his mounds of make up work he has from missing school for the past 3 days? And where is DH? He's on his own fucking computer feeding his own game addiction. I tried to take a nice relaxing bath but can't turn the radio up enough to drown out SS13's annoying, constant, diarrhea of the mouth coming in through the vents and the explosions from DH's computer.

I hate the 5th weekends. My bio sons go to their dad's on the 5th weekend and SD is at BM's while SS is here. It's the one weekend they split since SD lives with us and SS lives with BM. We normally have all the kids or none of the kids. This is just stupid. I've worked all week, I'm tired, I want to relax but can't and I'm just sitting here fuming and growing more and more resentful while biting my tongue until it bleeds!

My knee is sprained so I'm limited on what I can do or I'd take my dogs for a walk. There's a sink full of dirty dishes, I did the last load after I sprained my knee on Monday, thinking the other supposed "Adult" in the house would pick up the slack......guess where those clean dishes from Monday are? Yep, still in the Fracking dishwasher where I put them while everyone else has built a mountain of dirty dishes in the sink. I've walked in there three times to do them but I can't bring myself to do it for fear that I might start throwing them at people's heads.

I hate this life. I long for the days of it just being me and my boys. Hell at this point I'd take living with my ex again over this BS.