Well, the girlfriend went back to school. (the Mister now says they can stay till she finishes… gag me, they’re never leaving)
She attends classes three nights a week from 6-10. She goes on the days that my step-son has off from work. Classes started the second week of November.

Since classes started, neither of them have done a thing to help out around the house, and to boot, my step-son is falling back into the pattern of leaving dirty dishes in the living room, or sometimes they make it to the kitchen counter… for someone else to clean up.
The downstairs bathroom hadn’t been cleaned for weeks, my 12 year old daughter did both bathrooms last weekend.

The kitchen floor hadn’t been swept and mopped during the week, which makes it all that much more work for me on the weekend. With Thanksgiving and everything, I just let it pass, but now it’s really getting to me.

The other thing that’s getting to me… the food ‘war’ between my step-son and I that’s going on again!
He decided to go out and buy his own food. Fine… me made a major declaration that HE WAS BUYING HIS OWN FOOD and he cleared a shelf for his stuff and made it very clear that it was HIS stuff. Okay, buddy… so you’re not “imposing” on us anymore with meals… I won’t bother to cook for you anymore.
Then he decides to cook:
He buys an eggplant and two zucchini and he wants to make “ratatouille”
He uses food that I bought, for dishes that I planned on making:
MY onions
MY garlic
MY Olive Oil
MY San Mazano tomatoes (he couldn’t have used the freaking Hunts tomatoes… NO he uses my freaking San Marzano tomatoes!!!)

He also adds to it things that don’t even belong in the dish from MY pantry,
MY Olives
MY canned tuna
MY nonpareil capers!!

Then he takes the leftovers and tosses them over a pound of MY Barilla Plus Pasta

He spends two bucks on an eggplant and zucchini, and used about $6. or more worth of MY Ingredients.

This weekend, I did some cooking to have food prepared for the week.
This morning, I found that he ate every single meatball that I had in the fridge, which was supposed to be for lunches for my husband, my daughter and I.

Since Saturday, he also consumed half of a fairly large container of Italian Wedding Soup, which I also counted on having for meals this week!!

I yelled up to my husband this morning… You’re NOT having any meatballs this week for lunch! He was more upset that I raised my voice and possibly could wake up his son and the girlfriend than the fact that the food was gone!

I heard him going to bed sometime around 4am! I’m up, my daughter’s up, my husband is up, I heard the baby awake when I went down to make coffee this morning, so really I could give a flying fig if I wake up someone who CHOOSES to go to bed at 4am!

I have to have a sit-down about this… and I’m going to be the ‘bad guy’ but for my own sanity, I’m just going to HAVE to do it.

It’s not even the POINT that he SAID that he was going to buy all of his own food, and then ate ours…the POINT is that I make things that I COUNT on having for meals. It’s my time, my money, my effort… I work 40+ hours a week and I commute an hour each way… my time is very limited on meal preparation and I do my best to feed the family healthy meals…
We went through this BEFORE the g/f moved in too, I should not have to LABEL every single thing that goes into the fridge…

Okay, end rant

I really wish they’d just GTFO… she’s got 17 more months of school left. (18 month program)

Oh and did I mention that SHE still manages to have enough money get her hair done every other week, with blow-outs, highlights, cuts, colors, she gets her nails done at the salon… yet she went and cried to the SS that she didn’t have enough money for gas to get back and forth to school this week… and last month, she didn’t have enough money to cover her car insurance.