Progress

We may have made a little progress in the ongoing step bastard issue. After a rough week I think the hubby is finally realizing what a delusional loser his kid is. After the kid lets him know yesterday that he put OUR (not his) quads on Craig's list and found someone who would trade him a street bike. Really? So he thinks we're going to let him trade our shit for something for him. Very presumptuous of that little bastard don't you think? So I think the hubby finally had enough and told him its never going to happen. Why doesn't the asshole get that his priority should be graduating this year and that's it. So after storming out in a snit, he texts the hubby and says fine, I guess I'll just have to go get a job and pay for my own shit! Gee, ya think? That kid has some serious mental issues. Still if I end up murdered at some point. All fingers will point to him. On a lighter note its Friday, and taco night at moms. Meaning yay I don't have to cook! I have been attempting this diet. And so far it's been not bad. It's the paleo diet, just meat and veggies in varieties of ways. It's been a little had to cut out breads and stuff but I've been doing ok with that. The hubby didn't even notice all I was feeding him at dinner was a meat and a veggie. So far I lost 4 lbs in a week. Even though I'm following it loosely by still eating dairy and a cookie here and there. But for the most part alls good and who knew you could make rice and mashed potatoes or of cauliflower. And it's pretty fucking good. That's all for now!

Valencrap day

This is now how I'm referring to valentines day. 10 years of being dissapointed should make be desensitized to the entire day, but no, I still secretly hope he'll come through. But why would he do that? When there are so many other important things going on like the step dickhead causeing all sorts of problems. He doesn't even live in my house anymore and I can't get away from the crap. This is my reality over the past few weeks. Hubby starts off day in a relatively good mood (so I think) dickhead call, texts him every 5 fucking minutes about (insert whinny bitch voice here) I have no gas. I have no money, I want my car fixed NOW! This causes the hubby to become irritable and moody which it gets taken out on yours truly. I swear 10 minutes after waking up yesterday dickhead sends a text at 6:15 in the morning and hubby goes in to instant bad mood. Wtf? Guess in really not getting anything for valentines day. But being the good wife I am, I went home made dinner while dickhead was there kissing the hubby's ass into submission as usual and that should only last about a fucking day. And the I hightailed it the fuck out of there to the gym just so I wouldn't have to be around them. How sad is that? Today is equally as bad due to him coming home early to got to the other idiot step kids court date. I'm not sure how much more of these mood swings I can take. I'm wishing it was Thursday to I had an excuse to leave and go workout to get the fuck away from him. If fucktardo would go get a fucking job and stop standing around with his hand out to everyone maybe his piece of shit car would get fixed faster. But no he would rathe whine and complain about everything and be so fucking weird, like he going to murder me while I'm asleep weird. I'm mean like last night I come home and he's sitting in the dark in the kitchen my himself with his phone. Either he's that mental, or that big of a fucking loser, but it's just fucking creepy. Why are you still fucking here? Go home. I hope he's not there causing issues tonight cause I don't think I can take much more.