...Tired...

So, after emailing Scott & Petey I expected to hear something from them.  I know the email was pissy, but it wasn't directed at them, it was directed at the dumbass dogs.  Mom calls me yesterday..."Why are you getting rid of the dogs?  Petey called me and asked me to take Blackie...".  Well, considering Petey said he'd rather see Blackie put to sleep then with my mother, I knew this was his shitty little slap in the face to me.  Soooo, I call Scott's cellphone, and low-n-behold his 'keeper' answers.  I chewed ass.  I told him he had no right doing and acting like this.  They dumped these dogs on me because THEY didn't want them pissing and shitting all over their new house!  I took them as a damn favor (as usual, just like mom's cat that crapped in the shower a few times and her rats that ate my spark plug wires...).  I told him we'd keep Blackie (after putting Prince in the carrier and leaving Blackie out, then doing the opposite, it was easy to follow the trail of shit and piss to Prince), but Prince had to go.  He said they would take him back-no problem.  He's still here, so far.  It's not the dog, I have a KID coming in 2 weeks and this dog is being taken outside every half hour and still doing this all over the house-I don't have the TIME or PATIENCE for this crap, nor for Petey's lil fagtrums (as Scott calls them).  So, chewed ass...haven't heard anything from Scott-kinda sad, he seems to have lost all sense of 'balls' while with Petey..but whatever.

I take mom to the store yesterday (after she calls whining about walking to winn-dixie and walking back with a cart like a bag lady rather then just ask me for a ride???), and she says she has 39 bucks.  No problem, should be able to get quite a bit for a single woman with that.  So, I go in with her.  She's picking up name brand crap left and right.  $4/box cereal, $7/pack ground CHUCK...I put it all back and economize her shit.  She got 3x as much doing it my way, including what she needed to get.  She just figured she'd 'write a check' if she went over...this is the checking account she found out about that has MY name on it as well as hers...needless to say, I am getting off of it come hell or highwater Friday.  She gets so pissed when I say I don't want on it with her, but come on...if it had been me who jacked some checking acct. in the whole over $800, she wouldn't want to jump to get on another acct. with me.  And I made her PROMISE not to use checks, just get cash or money orders...but, her promise is as good as her meds, and she got checks anyway.  She wasn't even supposed to know this acct. still existed, but the bitch at the bank was kind enough to remind her of it being open.  Lovely...

Donald was SOOOOOOO kind enough to go to her house afterwork today to fix her car.  He yanked the alternator, took it down to get tested, found it was fine.  Came back, piddled around with the car, had her try to start it a few times...heard the cellunoid rattle then POP, started right up.  So, she has to get that replaced, not the alternator.  He said he'd fix that, too, when she got the part.  I felt so ridiculous asking him to fix my mom's car-not enough he's always right there when I need him, now fixing her car.  What does she say to me when I tell her he's coming over to fix it?  "He doesn't expect money for this, does he, cuz I don't have it."  I can't explain how mentally drained I am right now from her (and Kaitlynne).  I'm so depressed I can hardly find reason to get out of bed (other then to get Kaitlynne out of the kitchen).  And I have a baby coming in 2 weeks.  I told mom AGAIN today to lay the hell off me, I can't take anymore of her negative constant harassment/bitching.  She says she isn't like that and she never asks me for anything (no, she doesn't ever ask me for anything..she just calls 4x a day to tell me things like her life is shit cuz she doesn't have a man, she's no better then a bag lady pushing a cart down the road, she can't carry her laundry up to the laundrymat so guess she'll have to wear dirty underwear...nope, doesn't ask me for anything, just makes me feel like TOTAL SHIT about EVERYTHING).  And Scott and Petey will do nothing with her, at all.  She is not allowed to have their home number (or to even know they have a home phone), and they never return her calls when she leaves messages.  So, it's all me.  And when I tell her to lighten up-I'm the bitch. 

Anyway...I know the hormones don't help this situation, but as I just told Scott on messenger-dealing with mom day in and day out issucking the life out of me so that when I get problems of my own, I can't hardly deal with them because I'm so depressed and frazzled over HER shit.  Don't know if it makes sense or not, but she's SUFFOCATING me...

Enough with this...it doesn't do any good to anyone, including me.  We did clean Kaitlynne's room today.  Every toy (including tv and nintendo) is locked in the closet until she realizes she can NOT do whatever she wants, whenever she wants, with whomevers belongings.  She didn't seem happy, but we did leave books out for her to read.  She read a book and fell asleep tonight.  Alex was such a sweetie to help me-I didn't want to have it seem I was cleaning her room for her, and also I couldn't-I can hardly bend over, stand for too long, etc...it would have taken me all day to do it myself. 

Anywho, I'm done.  Tomorrow we set the time for the induction...*toodles*.