10thFebruary
CELEBRATE! CELEBRATE! DANCE TO THE MUSIC!
If you don’t know me, you won’t understand. If you do, you’ll celebrate with me! DH told DIL to pack her bags and GET OUT! I know it sounds terrible for me to be this way but that woman has put him, the kids, and the rest of our family through absolute Hell!
I got home from our little retreat yesterday and had to go to my credit union to take out money to pay their mortgage. Why did I have to do that? Because she keeps taking all their money and blowing it on herself. I called DH to tell him that I had gotten the money for him and he told me they had an argument because after she stayed out all weekend and spent her entire paycheck partying, she finally came home for a while on Sunday and then went out and got a bunch of new clothes and all new makeup because she somehow “lost” her makeup bag while partying and staying out all night. He told her to return them and she refused and took off again. I told him that I would not loan him any more money as long as he put up with her behavior. I’m done. I’m done. Stick a fork in me, I’m done! I will NOT loan David money for his bills while she goes out on shopping sprees and spends entire weekends partying. I will not go to my credit union and deplete my savings to support her. I told him his father and I will do anything to help him and the boys get things straightened out but I would not lift a finger to help her anymore. I told him he could do what he wanted but I was not going to put up with her behavior one more day.
DH said she came home and she had gotten a manicure and tanning session. He told her what I said. She got angry and said it was none of my business what she spent money on and I had no right interfering in their affairs. He told her he agreed with me and I wasn’t interfering, just refusing to give them anymore money to finance her binges. He reminded her that I loaned them money for last month’s mortgage and utilities in addition to this month’s and told her he was sick of having to ask us for help when they wouldn’t need help if she’d just do what she’s supposed to do. She started screaming and yelling and he just told her to pack her bags and get out. She said she was going to call the police and he told her to go ahead. They came out and told her it’s his house, he has full custody of the kids, and she had to leave. They stayed while she packed a suitcase and escorted her from the house with her cursing and making a scene for the entire neighborhood.
This is the first time he has ever told her to get out. In the past, she’s always disappeared for weeks or months at a time and he’d always take her back. In all honesty, I won’t be surprised if he takes her back again but I have to give him credit for finally taking a stand. How long will it last? I don’t know. I hope he boots her butt out for good and moves on with his life without her but he’s always let her come back before. I’m willing to take small victories. It’s a first step. A BIG step.
Go, David! Go, Baby, Go!

susan says 10th February @ 22:09
One gigantic “WHEW!” from the peanut gallery here!
YAY!
She very may be like a bad penny, always turning up, but I’m so glad David put his gentle foot down at last.