FullaBella's Journal, 12 July 2013

Well, I guess you could say the RX is working because I'm basically flat lined at a time when I shoulda woulda coulda been climbing the wall after the hat trick of stressors that invaded my life last night. Alas, it hasn't done anything for my typical run on sentences though. Oh well.

Right up front I'll lead with "Mushy Was NOT hurt". I've had to repeat that phrase to myself repeatedly this morning when the shock of all that followed finally wore off and I thought I'd lose my mind thinking about 'what could have been.'

I had already showered, was in my jammies, and was painting when my StepDaughter phoned last night and said she needed to come over. Her tone told me it wasn't a social call. As I let her in the back yard her huge pitbull mix whatever the heck it is dog crashed through the gate, the two of us, across the yard and in through the back door into the house right up to Mushy. They were nose to nose when the Son in Law finally caught & jerked Kujo's collar.

But, I didn't even have time to do a shudder check on that when I saw the grandson's netbook in my SD's hands. Yep, he'd been caught surfing the internet yet again and no, not 'Boy's Life'. I get it, I don't condone it but I know he's not the only one. The internet is the modern day version of sneaking Dad's Playboy magazine. So why was she and her attack dog invading my home with this latest perv report?

Because he was doing it via MY internet! He'd found my modem password and was connecting next door! Which is ironic as I have a very poor connection if I try to sit on my deck and access the internet via my Kindle. Nonetheless, not only is he a really sloppy perv as he's been caught and reprimanded more than once for surfing.. uh.. Boy's Life .. but now he's a sneak and a thief and unremorsefully defiant as I've told him 'no' far too many times to being on my internet. Ugh.

So I have reset my modem password and buried the record of it in a mayonnaise jar under the porch (ha) and am doing the usual full scan and history clean in hopes that he didn't get any virus out at Boy's Life and have kept his netbook for now. We (DH) and I gave him that netbook for his 13th birthday and it's brought nothing but trouble ever since. Not sure what the next step will be for recovering my trust of him. I know it's the teenager in him. I remember this sneaky defiance with the SD. But yikes, he helps me with trade shows and has access to really valuable inventory... another shudder as thoughts of the teenage defiance grows. I don't like having to process him smiling and lying to my face at the same time. I really thought we had a better relationship. Plus it has me rethinking the whole driver's education course we just gave him for his upcoming 16th birthday.. especially as I'm considering pulling his permit until he's 30.

This drama kept me up far past my normal bedtime and served as my artificial caffiene so I started dusting and vacuuming the living room until DH complained. I tried to settle down but in my own stupid self destructive way I checked my email.

There was a request from my Sister in Law to 'hold the check for the monthly loan payment' ((that was due on Tuesday)) until she returned from her vacation ((in a few weeks!)).

Seriously?

Let me see if I've got this right. You, my dear SIL, are UNEMPLOYED yet going on a vacation and you want me to hold your payment due for a couple of weeks until you get your UNEMPLOYMENT check? Hmm... color me a staunch conservative but I think you should be ... uh... home and ... uh...looking for a freaking JOB if you can't meet your financial obligations NOT going on a flipping vacation when *I* haven't been outside the county for R&R myself in a decade!

Nonetheless, it was already too late; I deposited her check on Tuesday and wrote her back of that news. DH followed up to his sister about it this morning. I'd dreaded having to tell him that bit of bad news on the heels of the grandson fiasco but decided I didn't need to be the only one with an ulcer burning a hole in my stomach. I'm sure Mushy has one too in recall of Kujo in her face.

I slept hard but woke at 2am and an hour of relaxation meditation music followed by an hour of 'Atlas Shrugged' on audiobook and I decided I'd stop kicking the bed and just get up and turned on the coffee. So today will be one of my more challenging days. I'm not naive enough to ask 'what's next' because I know life will show me. I'm just going to sit here and wish all of my friends a happy Friday and a good weekend.

Bella