here on my blog, I decided a long time ago that if I was going to choose to blog it then what ever I blogged is nothing less than what I would say to you face to face if we were ever to meet.
to days post which in essence will be about this week (thank you blogger for being down, GAH)
It has been the week from hell and I have been holding up the glass far too long (see my post about stress a few posts back, I don't know how to link to it, so sorry you will have to seek it out if you want to understand what I mean)
Things with Martha have been on the edge of rocky to say the very least but, I can deal with her... I simply have come to the end of my tolerance and patience with her child's sperm donor.
ever since Good Friday when she left him for a day things have been very subtly building.
Its not any one little thing but the culmination of over a year of crap that has finally put an end to our relationship.
I have told her for the past several weeks that the game she is playing the "I'm not with him yet I live with him" does not work in the real world.
yet it is mine and my husbands fault that it has come to this (yeah right believe that if you choose)
We have asked him, Mike, to not drive in our yard to use the turn around as we have worked our butts off and spent a lot trying to get the grass to grow planting sod and trying to stop the washing.
YET, he is determined to drive in it just to make me mad and see what I will do.
so I TOLD HIM and TEXTED HIM and HER and told them what I would do. I also told her and HIM that HE is no longer welcome in my yard for any reason and to never return here or if he chooses to then what I would do. He sent several texts telling me what a horrid raciest hermit redneck I am and that I should do what I gotta do.
SO, when push comes to shove and he came here AGAIN today 20 minutes after I told MARTHA NOT TO BRING HIM HERE... I did what I had to do.
I don't think either of them thought it through enough to realise that today it would not be JUST ME here that Michael comes home early on Fridays and He had his fill long ago.
So now reports have been filed and the next time he comes here he will go to jail.
Martha drew her own line as well by texting me and telling me I no longer have a daughter or granddaughter and that it is my husbands fault and that he made the decision for her... which we all know is bull shit and her way of trying to guilt me. It's not working.
does it make me sad? yes.
Does it make me happy that it's come to this? No.
Will I roll over and die? NO
Will I still be here to help her when she finally decided she has had enough and is ready to make a life for herself that does not include him? Yes.
Do I love Halo... yes UNCONDITIONALLY, as her sperm donor says I don't. too bad for Martha and Halo that they do not know what unconditional love means.
I does not mean that I am here to be at your beck and call when you need something and does not mean that I will let you abuse me and just take it and take it forever...
anyway... I took these pictures today and will treasure them as I don't know when or If I will ever see Halo or Martha again.
anyway... I am emotionally spent... and physically bent... and totally at a loss at what else to say....
Hope you have a good weekend... God bless.