They are wearing me down. I think of myself as a strong person, but I feel like I am being sandblasted. I am used to a nice, quiet, peaceful life now. After a quarter century as a social worker and spending years mostly in court and removing people's children from unsafe homes, I deserve some peace and quiet.
It's not just the child. She does her share, though. Yesterday she stole my perfume, curling iron, and tried to run off with my razor and some underwear. (!!) Her kitten is still here, and I have become the primary provider for it, of course.
I found out today what the kitten is using for kitty litter. It seems my daughter took my comforter that I had to wash after Molly had an accident on it. It was drying on the stair railing. Child put it on her bed. Kitten pooped on it. Poop is still there. Child didn't come home last night. Neither did my curling iron or my perfume. Who knows what else is gone.
There is no laundry detergent, bleach, or kleenex in the house. I won't be buying any until I live alone again, either. This is not a full-service hotel for adult children. I also miss all of my grocery paper bags, which I use for recycling newspapers.
Molly, the older beagle, is apparently concerned that child has become the bigger thorn in my side, so she had to one-up her last night. I was gone about three hours. It seems I left some things too close to the edge of the counter.
We know Molly prepares her own meals if I am not here at the right time. She had not, however, missed any meals or snacks. It seems that I had a small candy from Winnipeg in the bottom of my Prada purse, which I kept as a souvenir. It made me smile to see it.
I did not smile when I saw the wrapper on the carpet upstairs. I did not smile when I saw that she also chewed a hole in the lining of the purse, and chewed up a new container of makeup and permanently stained the side of the Prada with it. There was also a new tube of gloss in the purse. I got most of the pieces up.
Not content with ruining a Prada, she also managed to reach one of my Coach wallets.
One Prada and one Coach, garbage, in one fell swoop. Molly had a full hour time out.
Do you think I can lock the child in the laundry room for an hour?
6 comments:
I feel your pain......................ohhhhhhhhhhh Anne
you are soooo gonna miss her when she's gone!
*** Coy ***
My EYES ARE WIDE OPEN w/ shock as we speak. Thank God I only had boys leave so far. They are either too stupid or they don't care what they leave behind. My stepson used to steal all my stuff when he lived here, but he too left without alot of his stuff. My middle stepson 'snuck' out meaning he grabbed a few things and the chicken wrote a note stating that now that he was 18 he needed to be with his mom, I said 'oh goody 1 down, 4 to go'. Too bad for him he had just bought a bunch of new clothes and left them. He never got them back either. Although he is now 23 and that is water under the bridge. The last one to leave was my stepson that stayed for a year but got mad at me because I freaked out because he had his 15 year old (cop's daughter) alone at our house and he is 18. He tried to sneak back and get some of his stuff but he left a lot and now amvets has his stuff. I still have a daughter to go and I doubt she will leave until she is married. I say change the locks. ANd hopefully this too shall pass my dear! rose~
Good gracious...I really don't know what to tell you, but if you can manage to give the child a time out, go for it....It really sucks about your purse and wallet.
I hope that she gets moved totally into the apartment soon!!
hugs,
Kathi
Having a 21 year old living with me here - I feel your pain!
Monica
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Maybe I'm strange but I miss all my kids so much. The best part of my life was being a mother...if I was younger I swear I would adopt a little one just to be able to do it all over again...I was lucky though all three of my kids turned out really great....my youngest 21 year old moved out this past year so I do feel the "empty nest syndrome"....alrighty I need more grandchildren!! Sandi http://journals.aol.com/sdoscher458/LifeIsFullOfSurprises
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