I am in the wrong, as usual, around here. W was supposed to fix his brakes before taking the boys cause they were gone. It is raining, so I told Misty that he should do it in the garage here and put the van on the street. I meant it in the nicest way.
Fast forward 1/2 hour and he calls Misty about the 100 dollar bill in the van. It is counterfeit, and I had it hidden until I could turn it over to the police. My point, It was hidden and why was he digging around in my stuff. Now everyone is mad at me, cause I made a fuss. Well next he walks in thru my room with all his dirty clothes and I said, 'you are doing laundry?' and said I had to get our stuff out of the washer, I had not started it yet. Well I guess I did not say it is a nice enough tone for him and he says never mind, I'll do it at a laundromat'.
So I am in the doghouse around here. You know I feel like I can not have anything personal around here, He especially, feels entitled. What is the saying ' what mine is mine and what's yours is mine too. Why do you think I hide this blog from Misty? I can't have a personal thought around here. I am just upset and forgive me for using this to vent. I want you to know I have no other outlet for my emotions. And I love you guys who comment.