tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2009-11-24:/MokoFeed2009-11-24T16:30:01+01:00tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2009-09-08:/2009/09/08/i-ve-started-so-i-ll-finish-6925796/marriedwithkids2009-09-08T21:10:43+02:002009-09-08T21:10:43+02:00 <p>Here we go... last Sundayt<br> She got incredibly annoyed at "all of us" for doing nothing and not helping out with cleaning etc.<br> So D was in hospital all last week, and I sat on my arse? Fucking ungrateful bitch. I will not forget this for a long time. Unbelievable</p> <p>Then she apologised, and that's supposed to make everything better? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/i-ve-started-so-i-ll-finish-6925796/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2009-09-08:/2009/09/08/again-6925731/marriedwithkids2009-09-08T21:03:04+02:002009-09-08T21:03:04+02:00 <p>B has lost his National insurance card... and blamed his mum. I pointed this fact out to the usual attitude, and D says "both of you pack it in".<br> Once again, I'm not allowed to express an opinion (or fact in this case) if she doesn't like it.<br> Hypocrite</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/again-6925731/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2009-08-26:/2009/08/26/back-again-its-been-a-while-6825103/marriedwithkids2009-08-26T11:43:17+02:002009-08-26T11:43:17+02:00 <p>I kept this blog open in case I needed it for 'reference'.<br> Unfortunately it looks like I might be posting again.</p> <p>After salvaging our marriage over christmas, I am once more at the bottom of the food chain, and I won't put up with it.</p> <p>For now, we'll see if the frequency of incidents increase </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2009/08/26/back-again-its-been-a-while-6825103/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-24:/2006/01/24/update~502908/marriedwithkids2006-01-24T21:57:25+01:002006-01-24T21:57:25+01:00 <p>At least the weekend ended better than it started. Why the hell does this keep happening? I think a lot of weight will be lifted from both our shoulders if the new mortgage deal goes through. Then its time to cut up the credit cards and start again.<br> Kids? Despite nearly running Ben over because the idiot has no road sense, not bad </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/24/update~502908/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-21:/2006/01/21/it_keeps_getting_worse~493780/marriedwithkids2006-01-21T23:10:15+01:002006-01-21T23:10:15+01:00 <p>M has been stealing again, and breaking into our bedroom to do it. D handled the punishment, but agreeing to let him work for his football money. Did he? Nope.</p> <p>Thursday was back at Relate. Huge fight with D before going, over M and his actions (or lack of - hadn't done any chores at all). so the counselling session did not go well at all. And I'm beginning to dislike the therapist, she kept talking over me and throwing her opinions in before hearing anyone elses. Probably won't be back for a while. so I got the silent treatment before and after, although D denied it.</p> <p>So 2 nights in a row I cooked, washed up, tidied up and sorted the laundry.</p> <p>Friday I got a text message from D basically apologising for Thursday and how I took the brunt of it, but I'd upset her. christ I'd only shouted at her, it was nothing major. Didn't get home unti late as there was a huge accident which stopped me for an hour and a half. She was ok with me when I got back. Again, M had done nothing.</p> <p>Saturday, huge huge row. The atmosphere carried on throughout the day, and I was feeling almost as low as 1st January. We talked but around in circles as usual, and I found it incredibly hard just communicating with the kids. Their attitudes didn't help matters much, but I really can't be bothered to talk to them or even interact at the moment. I feel like I could explode at them at any time with all the bickering and arguing. ALL I WANT IS SOME FUCKING PEACE AND QUIET!!! D is also upset that i'm feeling this bad as I "won't let anyone in". Of course the subject of divorce came up during our chats - she brought it up first - but despite everything I still want to make this work.<br> Oh yeah, I told her if I know things were going to be this bad, I wouldn't have married her. That went down incredibly well... not. Yet its ok for her to tell me the same thing? On several occasions? Hypocritical.</p> <p>So its now 10pm, D's gone to bed as she can't cope with me in a mood. B's gone to bed annoyed with me because I told him he'd lost some pocket money for not doing certain jobs, and M's gone to bed again without doing any chores.</p> <p>And I'm sat here thinking...again... why am I bothering?<br> D thinks I don't love her because I'm being "too distant". What the hell can I do about that? My marriage sucks but I'm just supposed to forget about it and be "happy"?? Doesn't work like that. I do love her dearly, but my life was a lot better when I was single. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/21/it_keeps_getting_worse~493780/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-17:/2006/01/18/2_steps_forward_1_step_back~481437/marriedwithkids2006-01-18T00:09:13+01:002006-01-18T00:09:13+01:00 <p>I thought we were doing well. Counselling seemed to be working for me and D, we'd spen a lovely weekend together without rowing. A first I think.<br> With D's strange shifts, I'd been getting the kids up and off to school with no problems.<br> Then yesterday she tells me there's food missing from the cupboard upstairs. This is our storage area for food becuase if its left in the kitchen those thieving pigs will scoff it all. Nope, someone had been in the box and stolen something. M obviously as he's the only thieving bastard in the house. So I decided today that the bedroom would be locked.<br> Then we came home.<br> The chain locked had been slipped off (you can do it - my fault for not putting it on right), more food had gone and the stupid idiot had even left the light on.<br> Then he refused to come home, wouldn't answer his phone or texts - eventually sending one to me saying they were "threatening". Playing the fucking victim again.<br> He eventually arrived back about 9:20, and D shouted at him and doled out the punishent. Not me!! So now if he doesn't change his attitude then he's not coming to Cyprus with us. Quite how that's going to happen I don't know, but I hope she sticks to it.<br> Me? One more step along the divorce road. I'm ready to walk. I just don't want to as me and D have made so much progress over the past couple of weeks.<br> I told D that I felt it would get to the stage where it would be him or me, then of course I got the normal "how do you think I feel?". So I'm not allowed feelings?<br> Father is ringing him tomorrow, but he's about as useful as John Prescott at Weight Watchers. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/18/2_steps_forward_1_step_back~481437/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-09:/2006/01/10/down_we_go~456623/marriedwithkids2006-01-10T00:21:44+01:002006-01-10T00:21:44+01:00 <p>And things were going so well... Idiot boy M has probably put my recovery back by at least a week tonight. first off I came home to a complete mess left by both of them, and a LOT of food been eaten. Biscuits, sweets and some of D's snackajacks. B cleaned it up, M had just left it. He eventually came home with the wrong attitude, trying to pass blame on to B, giving it the usual "what you gonna do" attitude. This is where my buttons started being pushed.<br> Now, both of them had to stay in to see the police over a smashed window - ours, not something they'd done. Turns out they never came after all, but M decided he had better things to do than help up out and wanted to out. Start the fight. I called him selfish, then screamed it at him - it was either that or I would have smacked him.<br> Then he apparently told his mum that he really hates me. When D told me this afterwards I said "the feeling's mutual". Bastard. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/10/down_we_go~456623/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-08:/2006/01/08/update_last_week~452848/marriedwithkids2006-01-08T20:35:23+01:002006-01-08T20:35:23+01:00 <p>On the whole last week wasn't too bad. The St John's wort seem to be working and I'm not feeling so down anymore. It was pretty quiet on the children front - one major argument with M as he decided to play football for a friends team at a moment's notice, without consulting us, and coming home after 11:30 on a school night. We've had a few selfish moments today (Saturday) as well. Typical, but not as bad as normal.<br> Another silent treatment from D today as she'd got her heart set on going to ikea, and I said no. But its because I'd "lead her on". Stupid woman.<br> Relate counselling on Thursday was pretty productive, but we were discussing us-couple not us-family. Some good things came out which we're working on for the next couple of weeks.<br> And B has been strangely helpful over the past few days. Wierd....<br> D's feeling a whole lot better at work, which helps. This despite dragging me out of bed at 6am to take her to the train station. Some strange shifts. So I come home, go back to bed for half an hour, then get the kids up. But because D has explained to the kids that I was "feeling down" and they should give me grief - they're not!! Suits me fine. Did this 2 days last week with no problems, got it 4 days this week. Fingers crossed it will all work out.<br> And my job's getting better as well. All settled down now from the crap I had last year. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/08/update_last_week~452848/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-02:/2006/01/02/another_apology~434821/marriedwithkids2006-01-02T19:55:50+01:002006-01-02T19:55:50+01:00 <p>Woke up this morning and D was incredibly sorry for treating me like she did last night. And she's promised to "be there for me". We'll see. If she can put her own needs aside for once. It shouldn't have happened at all last night, she was angry because I'd ruined her night. Selfish cow.</p> <p>...later...</p> <p>D tells me she wants to make it up to the kids for what happened last night. Huh? A slight change of plans thats all, and we went home earlier than we should have. It wasn't a major disaster, so what the hell do the kids have the right to be angry about? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/02/another_apology~434821/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-02:/2006/01/02/depressed_moi~434778/marriedwithkids2006-01-02T19:44:06+01:002006-01-02T19:50:50+01:00 <p>Well it appears so. All the symptoms are there, so I headed to the health shop this morning to pick up some St John's wort. There ain't no way I'm going down the anti-depressant route. Been there, done that, never again. Lets just hope this is now the "bottom" so things can start to improve. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/02/depressed_moi~434778/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-01:/2006/01/02/new_years_day_night_time~432675/marriedwithkids2006-01-02T00:29:53+01:002006-01-02T00:29:53+01:00 <p>B picked up from his friends, dog dropped off at in-laws and we're off to my Brother's, supposedly to stay thie night. Yes, with kids in tow. I'm dreading it.<br> The beer isn't going down well, but the food is. The 8 week old grandson arrives, and he's not well, although his lungs are working perfectly. Then some other friends of my brother's arrive, and I'm starting to feel, well, not right.<br> Ok, depressed, there I said it. I'm sat in the kitchen by myself nearly in tears, and I don't know why.<br> The kids are behaving almost normally so its not that.<br> I tell D and we make our excused and leave. We'd been there nearly 5 hours so it wasn't a quick visit by any stretch. D was initially understanding, but on the ride home I got the silent treatment. She didn't know if she was mad with me? HUH? I'm feeling crap, she got what she wants, and I get the grief? Then as we pull into the driveway M says "that was a wasted journey". Ungrateful little shit.<br> All of them are now in bed and again I'm wondering what the fuck I'm doing still putting up with this shit? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/02/new_years_day_night_time~432675/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-01:/2006/01/02/new_years_day~432663/marriedwithkids2006-01-02T00:22:18+01:002006-01-02T00:22:18+01:00 <p>The first argument of the year with M - told him the chores start again on Monday and if he doesn't do them, then he'll lose pocket money and he won't be playing his football games.<br> That went down as per usual, but M shocked me with his response - he reckons his Father will pay for his football games "because he cares about my football" WTF???<br> This kid's idea of right and wrong is so fucked up its not funny. D was immediately on the text to this father to sort this out. Still heard nothing, but then D isn't talking to me at the moment. Carry on reading and you'll find out why </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/02/new_years_day~432663/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2006-01-01:/2006/01/02/new_years_eve~432658/marriedwithkids2006-01-02T00:19:21+01:002006-01-02T00:19:21+01:00 <p>and I really couldn't care less...<br> nothing much happened, M being his usual moody self, B up at his friends<br> Of course I got the usual moans and whines from D because we weren't doing anything. So next year we're having a party. Yes dear, you told me at least 6 times.<br> And this feeling of "not giving a damn" carries on... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2006/01/02/new_years_eve~432658/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-30:/2005/12/31/end_of_a_bad_year_almost~428412/marriedwithkids2005-12-31T00:44:34+01:002005-12-31T00:44:34+01:00 <p>I came home early tonight, not in a godo mood after finding out that D had organised an outing without checking with me. And what was I doing? Tidying up again. For fuck's sake she'd been home all day - why the hell can't she clean up after herself? I should't have to clear up my study after she'd been in there making a birthday card for my Dad? I wonder if any of them know what a dustbin is.</p> <p>Unfortunately things are still on edge after the past few days. My guts are playing up again - more than likely down to stress, and I'm just not "with it" at the minute. And who can blame me after all this? I just hope to God D realises that we get this sorted or its divorce court!</p> <p>And I just wish she'd be an adult for once. I wanted to watch something on BBC2, and I was willing to do it upstairs so D could use the digi box downstairs. No, M came home from his 2nd home (friend around the corner) and took over the telly, playing the only music chnnel we get. All I could hear from upstairs was the "thud-thud" of the telly. As D refused to go downstairs and watch her program ("its ok, I'm taping it") I went downstairs, grabbed the remote, switched over and shifted M out of the way. I'm sorry, I pay the fucking licence, I have a right to watch what I want and when I want. The kids have both got freeview boxes and big tellys. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/31/end_of_a_bad_year_almost~428412/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-29:/2005/12/29/the_circle_goes_on~425600/marriedwithkids2005-12-29T23:11:40+01:002005-12-31T00:47:01+01:00 <p>Another major row tonight, with D taking it out on the kids because she was so mad at me. Not good. I'm all for bollocking them when they deserve it, but this was uncalled for. I tried talking to her after about an hour, but that just added fuel to the fire, then she came into me later saying "you've got 15 minutes" - trying to squeeze me in before another tv program came on. I'm so glad she's got her priorites right.</p> <p>Now I'm wondering where the hell this marriage is going, and is it worth the journey? Sorry for the short posts, but she's in the other room and I could get caught </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/29/the_circle_goes_on~425600/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-29:/2005/12/29/tuesday~425567/marriedwithkids2005-12-29T23:02:41+01:002005-12-29T23:02:41+01:00 <p>I found out that one of D's credit card accounts - even though we'd paid it off and cut up the card - was not closed. She'd hidden this from me for 4 months.<br> I only found out because she'd screwed up with internet banking and the credit card people rang her asking for a payment.</p> <p>The fallout from this was incredible. It went from me being a complete scrooge, to the best thing that ever happened to her. Both of us in tears, and I told her in no uncertain terms that either this shit stops, or we stop, and the next place will be divorce court. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/29/tuesday~425567/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-29:/2005/12/29/christmas~425551/marriedwithkids2005-12-29T22:58:22+01:002005-12-29T22:58:22+01:00 <p>eve - not bad.<br> one incident with M having a go at B. Pure venom in M's voice. That kids definitely has the capacity for evil.</p> <p>day - quiet<br> They'd promised to behave and they did. To a degree. </p> <p>boxing day - it starts again<br> went to the in-laws and I was BORED SILLY. kids started playing up as usual, M got a telling off from everyone for beating up his brother. Fat lot of good it will do anyway. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/29/christmas~425551/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-21:/2005/12/21/injured_but_who_cares~406371/marriedwithkids2005-12-21T23:50:38+01:002005-12-21T23:50:38+01:00 <p>Another repeated conversation tonight - M's the problem, but D feels like she's being criticized, she's a bad mother etc. M could be worse smoking and drinking etc. I stopped talking.<br> The kids were out tonight somewhere - no chores had been done all day. They're off from school...<br> Now, I've got a cold. Not a "man" cold, just a cold. so I'm generally feeling like crap. D decides we can go to Morrisons tonight to pick up the stuff for Christmas dinner. Just before we leave I accidentally crack my head on a shelf in the lounge, no blood but major pain. So now I've got a cold and a headache. I started feeling worse in Morrisons, slight concussion symptoms, so when we got home I had something to eat then went upstairs to lie down. D came up after about 20 mins - and fell asleep.<br> The kids were back by then, so I had a go at M for not doing his chores. I really would have liked to have a good "verbal attack" but I didn't feel up to it. So now D's asleep, I sent the kids to bed - but someone still has to sort the laundry out, EMPTY THE DUSTBINS THAT M IS SUPPOSED TO DO, etc...<br> And to top it all I scoffed down some food that was too hot and burnt my throat, which is why I'm scoffing ice cream as I type this.<br> Another fantastic night.<br> oh on the present front - M did go to town after borrowing some money from a friend, but D saw what he had bought and told him to take it back as it was too tacky. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/21/injured_but_who_cares~406371/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-20:/2005/12/21/its_official~403569/marriedwithkids2005-12-21T00:12:30+01:002005-12-21T00:12:30+01:00 <p>I think after tonight I can official say I really do hate M.<br> My own stepson.<br> How fucked up is that?<br> My life would be so much easier without him in it.<br> This is the point I've got to now. So, where do I go from here?</p> <p>I do want things to get more peaceful, I do want our relationship to improve, but I'm running out of patience.<br> I've been fighting this battle for over 2 years now and it keeps getting worse. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/21/its_official~403569/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-20:/2005/12/20/tuesday~403535/marriedwithkids2005-12-20T23:53:30+01:002005-12-20T23:53:30+01:00 <p>The debacle that is mother's christmas present... as in my wife, the kids mother....<br> Anyway, the summary:<br> Kids come home - arguing<br> Unsucessful trip to Asda - kids arguing as we left<br> M wants D's bank card to get money out that his Dad "might" be putting in, so he can buy the present. D says no, I say no. Huge fight. Ready to punch M's lights out I'm so mad.<br> Told him we go shopping Thursday night or nothing. Hes not going Thursday - we'll see.<br> Arrogant little shit. Ho ho fucking ho. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/20/tuesday~403535/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-20:/2005/12/20/monday_night~403528/marriedwithkids2005-12-20T23:49:49+01:002005-12-21T00:06:43+01:00 <p>Quiet? sort of...<br> A few home truths came out.<br> I've changed (for the worse)<br> D wouldn't have married me if she'd known how "bad" I'd change<br> I haven't made any effort with the kids (that went down well)<br> If there was a fire I would save my Apple computer before her.<br> If she wanted a divorce I would let her go - this was me saything this. D was a bit shocked, even after I explained that if things got so bad that the only way she could be happy was to leave then I'd let her.</p> <p>But she did agree with me that M is screwed up. I told her that ages ago.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/20/monday_night~403528/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-19:/2005/12/19/continued~400675/marriedwithkids2005-12-19T23:27:57+01:002005-12-21T00:07:50+01:00 <p>Now we're war driving around the suburbs looking for a free wireless internet signal so D can get the address of this place in Doncaster. By the time we got back the internet was back on. Time's running out now, so we do go to Ikea, then to the place in Doncaster, then to my Brothers.<br> Everything's going swimmingly. They call my niece back who's just had a baby so we can see him. D wants me to hold the baby, I say no. Quite emphatically, several times. She won't drop it. I don't like babies and didn't want to hold him, but no to her it was a big issue. She eventually lets go.<br> At the in-laws later, D's sister gives us a christmas card. D tries to make me open it. Why? I know what it is, who its from, but I have to open it? I Can't stand the festive season as it is, so I ask D if her finger's broken?<br> Fast forward, we're back home. D has just had a huge row with M over his football activities - I stay out of it. Then she starts on me, over food initially, but throwing back at me the days events. As per usual. Threatened me with solicitors and everything. I fought back but I wasn't in the mood. I'm sick of being wrong, of being the "evil" one. All in all a completely fucked up weekend. Again.<br> I'd like to run away and hide next weekend, but its Christmas.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/19/continued~400675/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-19:/2005/12/19/another_weekend_from_hell~400641/marriedwithkids2005-12-19T23:19:03+01:002005-12-20T23:54:28+01:00 <p>Saturday continues, and the argument start, I can't even remember over what.<br> We were supposed to com eup with something to do - I said take pictures - but thanks to M that happened on Saturday morning due to his football match. They lost 5 -0 but it was the best game he's played!?!?!?<br> Saturday night - D starts on me - I'm bored. Yes, and...? Apparently I was shooting down all her ides for something to do. Because they involved spending (lots of) money. She doesn't see it that way. Saturday eventually fades away<br> Sunday and it starts again. The magic word of "Ikea" was mentioned - which immediately means in D's mind that we have to go there and then and spend money. But, for today we almost had a plan - go to Doncaster to pick something up that D had bought on eBay, stop off at my brothers. pick B up, see the in-laws and go home. Not too bad. But the morning brought the usual moans and groans - "a complete waste of time". Basically because we weren't at Ikea for opening time. I got the car washed and we bought some milk and hamster food - that was it. That was all the ammo she needed.<br> Then the internet crashed - to the extent that I couldn't fix it and NTL booked an engineer to come and see me. She freaked out like it was my fault. She did calm down and apologise later </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/19/another_weekend_from_hell~400641/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-17:/2005/12/18/back_to_square~395161/marriedwithkids2005-12-18T00:12:50+01:002005-12-18T00:12:50+01:00 <p>Its the weekend, supposed to be "our" weekend, with the kids at their father's.<br> So whay is one of them still here? Because M decided it was more important to play football than see his father (which only happens every other weekend byh the way). This is where it got interesting. M thought that he was doing the right thing by sticking to his commitments and not letting his teams - yes I said TEAMS - down. D jumped right in saying he was selfish and inconsiderate. I stayed out of it. D has these moments where she appears to see the truth in things, but after a few days her own veil of reality comes falling down again.<br> So our weekend - essentially ruined. I was asked Friday night if I could take M to his football game on Saturday morning. Ths only after we told him to find out what was happening. No one has a schedule, and the manager is a fucking idiot, but that's another story. After the family counselling session on Thursday, one of the things we had to do was plan some quality time for me and D. To do what? I suggested going somewhere different - maybe with the dog - to take some pictures. So at 10am this morning I was at the end of the runway of the local airport taking pictures of the planes taking off. Convenient becuase M's game was in the vicinity, bad because this is what me and D were supposed to be doing.<br> And M doesn't think any differently, he hasn't ruined our weekend and everythings as normal. This is a hugr peoblem with him - his own view of reality. I think it comes from the compulsive lying. As far as M's concerned he's right, he's done nothing wrong, and any amount of moaning/complaining from us mean's he's the victim. One screwed up teenager. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/18/back_to_square~395161/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-12-13:/2005/12/13/catching_up~384564/marriedwithkids2005-12-13T22:37:55+01:002005-12-13T22:37:55+01:00 <p>Its been a while I know. And its getting worse. Considerably worse.<br> Couples counselling has finished, but me and D seem to be back to square 1. Family counselling has started and I don't hold much hope for it.<br> Its got to the stage now where I can't stand M at all. There have been so many "incidents" over the past few months that its not funny. My life would be better off without him. If I could find a way to ship him to his father's full time I would. So now, as 99% of what comes out of his mouth is ustter crap and lies, I don't talk to him. Saves me stress.<br> Anyway, fast forward to tonight. D had been for a job interview straight after work, so I picked her up on the way home. When we got back I:<br> - did 2 loads of washing<br> - emptied the drier<br> - packed for my business trip tomorrow<br> - tidied up a little bit<br> - cooked<br> - washed up<br> and D had a bath and fell asleep. Great. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/12/13/catching_up~384564/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-07-12:/2005/07/12/broken_record/marriedwithkids2005-07-12T22:43:25+02:002005-07-12T22:43:25+02:00 <p>You know, it seems a bit selfish... a bit shallow that I'm still writing about my problems after everything that's happened last week. But as that is the purpose of this blog, I think I'll carry on, as some people will still read it. It also helps me unburden.<br> Last week was horrible. 4 days out of 5 I came home to a little monster, with such a bad negative attitude. Yep, B again - treating me like s**t. M, meanwhile, seems to have turned over a new leaf and is being incredibly helpful. Time will tell.<br> What happened on the one day "off"? It was B's presentation evening or an after school thing he goes to. So all attention was on him. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/07/12/broken_record/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-07-05:/2005/07/05/back_again_15/marriedwithkids2005-07-05T22:45:07+02:002005-07-05T22:45:07+02:00 <p>The past few weeks have been really bad... to the extent that I couldn't blog what was happening, especially as it involved D, M, B and my mother. A volatile combination. Anyway, D and myself are now at Relate for counselling, and their may be a light at the end of the tunnel after all </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/07/05/back_again_15/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-06-09:/2005/06/09/bad_times/marriedwithkids2005-06-09T22:23:30+02:002005-06-09T22:23:30+02:00 <p>Its been a rough few days.<br> First the email incident, then M decides to steal one of my DVDs... again... resulting in big punishment and the threat of permament computer loss if it happens again. Within hours D is talking to him normally as if it didn't happen!</p> <p>Then my mother announces she's coming over to visit from Cyprus. Queue more arguments.<br> I feel physically and mentally drained. Not helped by the fact that all this week I've been doing chore type stuff until gone 10pm each and every night, whereas D "clocks off" about 8pm and does nothing. I'm sick of it.</p> <p>The good news is we have our first appointment with councillors on Monday 13th. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/06/09/bad_times/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-05-31:/2005/06/01/tuesday_8/marriedwithkids2005-06-01T00:13:09+02:002005-06-09T22:23:45+02:00 <p>D decided today to look at one of my email accounts - guessing the password to get in. Why? She doesn't know. Fireworks afterwards, and I'm not in a talkative/writing/blogging mood so there might not be some updates for a while </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/06/01/tuesday_8/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk,2005-05-28:/2005/05/28/catch_up_again/marriedwithkids2005-05-28T20:04:26+02:002005-05-28T20:04:26+02:00 <p>Thursday - quiet night, probably the first night in weeks. Why is this the exception rather than the rule?</p> <p>Friday - not too bad. Argument with M less than 2 mins after getting home, other than that, quiet. Basically because he was in Sheffield with his mate and not harassing his brother. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://marriedwithkids.blog.co.uk/2005/05/28/catch_up_again/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>