Carol's corner

What does this mean to you? To me it means being thankful for the gifts I've been given. My children. They are my biggest gift. I'm Thankful that I can still mostly put food on the table. I'm thankful that I have a job that allows me time out of my house daily so I don't go insane. I'm thankful that I have people who love me unconditionally. Being thankful isn't about calling someone and saying "hey I know you have these kids, and we want them to come to dinner, but you're not welcome." Yup folks I said it right. My inlaws want me to bring my children to them for dinner at a restaurant that I am only allowed to drop them off at. I told Peter that I will not be their bitch. They want them? Come get 'em. I'm not going to drive them and then walk away from them. FUCK YOU. How fucking rude is that? Peter isn't going because he doesn't want to. All of it then falls on my lap. I'm done being a fucking doormat to that fami

Did I mention that I mostly hate it? Kids are horrible. They've learned the game of playing mommy off of daddy and they are rotton. I never get a real break. I sometimes drop them off on Saturdays after Ballet and pick them up a little over 24 hours later. Not enough. I can't rest or catch up on housework. I hate my house. My mother has demolished it completely in the past little while. She does NOTHING to pick up after herself or my kids. She sits on her computer all day long playing games and doing nothing else. I've actually had to argue with her twice that my 7 year old is not old enough to walk to school alone. Just because I did it, doesn't mean she can. No Fucking Way. I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of being the only one doing anything at all with them or for them or in the house. I've given up. Someone stick a fucking fork in me, I'm done.