Rerun

Yet, another busy week ahead. It is becoming a rerun, playing the same over and over. I worked yesterday. Am off today, but KJ has a basketball game this evening. First we have to go to the dentist. And, somewhere in there, I have to get the ingredients and make snacks for her confirmation class which is tomorrow after school. That should be fairly easy. Then choir practice in the evening, and work until 8 on Thursday night. Then the weekend begins. Sound familiar? Do your lives ever feel like reruns playing over and over again? I'm sure sometimes they do. Same boring life, same scene playing again and again. I like change and look forward to something that breaks up the humdrum of everyday.

I was just telling Brian last night, how I can't believe that I have been working at the clinic for 4 1/2 years now. I made it past the first 1-2 years without thinking it was time to move on and find something new. That is a record for me. I can't even believe that we have been living in this same house for 2 years. I don't think I have lived in any one spot for much more than that. I still like to look at the local real estate web sites and see if they have anything that I would like. Am always thinking of my dream house. I do love the location where we are at though and maybe someday.........we can build a dream house here. Or.....do like Brian thinks and wait for the neighbors to die and try to buy theirs. heheheheh! Just kidding.

He and I have been together about 2 1/2 year too. But, we keep having the same reoccuring nightmare. Just when we think things are going well with the kids, something happens to screw it up. And, it always seems to have something to do with his ex and his kids. I pray for guidance with this alot. You all know how I love kids. I love mine deeply. I love all my nieces and nephews as if they were my own, but I am finding it very hard to love his children. Maybe it is just the resentment I have toward their mother. Or maybe it is just that they seem to me to have more of her traits than their fathers. I don't know!!! It drives me crazy. I love him, but somedays I hate his children.

Right now the problem is Heather. She is 14. She is failing 3 out of 4 of her classes. Last year she was doing fine, mostly B's and not below that. I asked KJ what she thought was the problem, she said it was like she just didn't care about anything. I can tell that in the way she likes to keep her portion of her room and the way that she likes to shirk her duties when her father asks her to do dishes or other things to help out around the house. It frustrates me. We took away her phone for the week or at least until she gets her grades up. And that is a constant battle, because her mother calls one night saying how Heather has got to call her boyfriend, because he is going nuts not being able to talk to her. Who is the parent here?? So, Brian lets her and supposedly she broke up with him. I sure hope so. Then the one night when KJ and I were gone to one of her games, Brian made supper. There was a huge pile of dishes in the sink and they were still there when I got home. I find him on the couch and her on the computer. Are you kidding me?? So, of course I do the dishes and then ask him why she couldn't have done the dishes while he was making supper. Apparently, he asked her twice and she just ignored him. He yelled at her for being on the computer too. Right now, as I type this it sounds like nothing, but at the time, I am furious.

Then on Sunday morning he gets a message from his ex that Heather needs a new winter coat and proceeds to tell how Heather is afraid to ask, she had to buy Hallie one and she bought Heather's shoes and blah, blah, blah. Always so negative and defensive. No wonder I can't stand her. Anyway. Hallie really didn't need a new coat, she has one here that still fits her and is still good. Plus, Brian still pays her child support, so technically, she isn't really paying for those things, he is. Duh!

Sound familiar, yet another rerun. Please pray for me, for them, or wherever you think it is needed. I have tried praying for guidance in dealing with this, but I'm not having any luck.