Thursday, May 18, 2006
What do you do when you hate your kids new girlfriend?
I get a call right before I leave work hearing that K and the new girl friend are at home. They've just travelled across Canada by bus from Montreal where life was beginning to fall apart for K. I can hear the tension in G’s voice already. OK, G’s girl friend was there, so maybe there’s some stress between the two women, and that’s all it is…Yeah, I wish!
I get there and the new girl friend is up in the bathroom, screaming orders at K, who is quietly telling me that she’s really missing home and her sister, and after three days on a bus is tired and cranky and hot. I go into the other room and ask G’s girl friend what has been going on. Supposedly, this new girl friend walks into the house, has a fit that there isn’t a room with a closet for her to hang her closes and for them to “retire” to (We moved to a smaller place when K, the younger one, moved to Montreal with an "I'm never coming home!" and G was living with his mother...the place is large enough for a couple, a cat and a dog...that's about it). She’s so upset that she asks G’s girl friend to make her tea!!!! Hello? You just get there and you’re ordering people about? G’s girl friend doesn’t even live there!!! So, anyhow, she’s told she can make her own (good for G’s girl friend who is usually too quiet and polite to say anything like that!).
New girl friend is getting stuff together and asks for sugar. Well, I got rid of the baking supplies before I left – including sugar. We have Splenda in the house, but not sugar. We don’t use it, so we’ve just never got any for the new house. So, the first things she says to me when she comes down the stairs, after hello, was “What kind of house doesn’t have sugar in it? I need it for my tea!” (you have to image a pouty child whining that at you to get the right effect). That was followed up by her looking out at the patio saying, “It’s the tiniest yard EVER!”. K, good call on his part, dragged her out of the house at this point, with her running in and out and in and out again wondering which sweater to take and should she have just one or two.
So, K and girl friend get back around 11 and K says, “So, I need a key” I said, “That’s nice…here’s the thing…I need to take the dog out, and I lock the door after myself. I get up in the morning and take her out again…need my key. Then, I’m at work. After work I’m going to want to get into the house…I need my key” He has a fit that we didn’t think to make him an extra. Girl friend comes out, glares at me with an “I’ll show YOU!” look that you get from teenaged girls and says, “Well, we’ll just KNOCK when we get back” I asked when they’d be back, SHE says “Late…2 or so” I said to Kenny, “Um, no…see, I work…I need to sleep, and I won’t have you waking me up” She’s looking at me like she can’t BELIEVE that I would put my need to sleep above her need to…what were they doing? Oh, visiting people after 11 at night…right….So K has a fit about first-night-here-and-can’t-even-go-out-and-see-people. I reminded him that he wasn’t on vacation, and that it was late, and that I had a life that had to continue one way or the other thank-you-so-very-much. I gave him that look that said “One more thing and I’m going off on your ass, in front of your girl friend or not, I don’t really care!”
I get up this morning…first thing, before I look towards anything for myself, I take out the dog…On my way to get the leash, what is my first human contact of the morning??? Yep, the girl friend, asking me do I have a blanket for her, but not a thick blanket cause it’s way too hot down there in the living room where they have to sleep…I think at that point I was supposed to offer her my room. Not going to happen…I said, “I have to take the dog out and then I’ll see what I can find” She actually stomped her anorexic little foot at me!!!!! It’s a good thing she did too cause she looked down and saw K’s little blankie and told me that would due (like I care at this point!). I took out the dog, showered, and ran out the door….Sorry, I know this is a book…I just needed to vent…What DO you do when you HATE your kids new girl friend, and she’s crashed in your overcrowded home????
I get there and the new girl friend is up in the bathroom, screaming orders at K, who is quietly telling me that she’s really missing home and her sister, and after three days on a bus is tired and cranky and hot. I go into the other room and ask G’s girl friend what has been going on. Supposedly, this new girl friend walks into the house, has a fit that there isn’t a room with a closet for her to hang her closes and for them to “retire” to (We moved to a smaller place when K, the younger one, moved to Montreal with an "I'm never coming home!" and G was living with his mother...the place is large enough for a couple, a cat and a dog...that's about it). She’s so upset that she asks G’s girl friend to make her tea!!!! Hello? You just get there and you’re ordering people about? G’s girl friend doesn’t even live there!!! So, anyhow, she’s told she can make her own (good for G’s girl friend who is usually too quiet and polite to say anything like that!).
New girl friend is getting stuff together and asks for sugar. Well, I got rid of the baking supplies before I left – including sugar. We have Splenda in the house, but not sugar. We don’t use it, so we’ve just never got any for the new house. So, the first things she says to me when she comes down the stairs, after hello, was “What kind of house doesn’t have sugar in it? I need it for my tea!” (you have to image a pouty child whining that at you to get the right effect). That was followed up by her looking out at the patio saying, “It’s the tiniest yard EVER!”. K, good call on his part, dragged her out of the house at this point, with her running in and out and in and out again wondering which sweater to take and should she have just one or two.
So, K and girl friend get back around 11 and K says, “So, I need a key” I said, “That’s nice…here’s the thing…I need to take the dog out, and I lock the door after myself. I get up in the morning and take her out again…need my key. Then, I’m at work. After work I’m going to want to get into the house…I need my key” He has a fit that we didn’t think to make him an extra. Girl friend comes out, glares at me with an “I’ll show YOU!” look that you get from teenaged girls and says, “Well, we’ll just KNOCK when we get back” I asked when they’d be back, SHE says “Late…2 or so” I said to Kenny, “Um, no…see, I work…I need to sleep, and I won’t have you waking me up” She’s looking at me like she can’t BELIEVE that I would put my need to sleep above her need to…what were they doing? Oh, visiting people after 11 at night…right….So K has a fit about first-night-here-and-can’t-even-go-out-and-see-people. I reminded him that he wasn’t on vacation, and that it was late, and that I had a life that had to continue one way or the other thank-you-so-very-much. I gave him that look that said “One more thing and I’m going off on your ass, in front of your girl friend or not, I don’t really care!”
I get up this morning…first thing, before I look towards anything for myself, I take out the dog…On my way to get the leash, what is my first human contact of the morning??? Yep, the girl friend, asking me do I have a blanket for her, but not a thick blanket cause it’s way too hot down there in the living room where they have to sleep…I think at that point I was supposed to offer her my room. Not going to happen…I said, “I have to take the dog out and then I’ll see what I can find” She actually stomped her anorexic little foot at me!!!!! It’s a good thing she did too cause she looked down and saw K’s little blankie and told me that would due (like I care at this point!). I took out the dog, showered, and ran out the door….Sorry, I know this is a book…I just needed to vent…What DO you do when you HATE your kids new girl friend, and she’s crashed in your overcrowded home????
