14 and 13 yo SDs. They love to disagree with each other. Fight. Ridicule their grandparents... they’re really just crappy.

These are 2 disrespectful kids. Their extended family calls them ‘brats’. Their mom calls them the b word. Their bio parents have no backbone and I almost blew my lid when I saw that the oldest girl looking at memes (not science class type info) about oral sex (in its crude term) and other sexual things. Her father didn’t take away her electronics and her mother couldn’t be bothered to notice.

These girls often don’t say hi to me when they come over. They don’t say good night to me even when they said it to their dad who’s sitting next to me. They’ve taken things of mine... even damaged the couch I brought into the marriage by dumping water on it... even getting menstrual fluid on it and staining it.

I’ve tried hard to add a little discipline into their lives. When I ask a simple favor, like close the doors that they leave wide open, turn off a light... I expect that when I ask for you to do something simple, you go ahead and do it. It’s not like we make them mow the lawn.

The younger SD always complains about even the slightest molecule of light casting a glare on the tv screen. Grrr. So I said ‘if you please go turn off the light  in the kitchen, that will stop that glare’... I pause. Not even an acknowledgement. Completely ignoring me. Then I say again, ‘will you please turn off the light in the kitchen’. Absolutely nothing. With her dad right next to her you would think he would pipe up or she’d do something. Nope.

So I got a little miffed. I bust my ass all day at my physical job and the H sits on his ass and plays with excel all day. You would think anyone but me would be getting up... again nope. Since no one flinched, I got up, dropped my cellphone on the couch with a bit of attitude and I went and turned off the light.

SD starts acting like this sensitive, injured snowflake and starts going upstairs, faking like she’s so hurt. Her dad then gives me sh@t  for me being ticked off when they completely ignore me. When I was a child, you respected your elders... that meant all.

I’m sorry but this is our house (I pay the mortgage too) and my house always had rules. I don’t give a flying fig what the ex does in her house... This is the only place they can get structure. I know they’re not my kids... but what the heck, don’t I have a say.?

The days can’t go by fast enough til they’re out of our lives with the exception of holidays... 

Maybe I just needed to vent. Disengaging is not going to happen. This is my house too.