So here's the thing the nephew/gf thing not so good afterall. Turn's out this bitch is stealing my stuff. After week's of us letting her stay with us, feeding her, putting up with her not cleaning and not doing any of the housechore's like we have previously agreed now she is stealing my shit. I am beyond pissed and have been for some time now. Okay let me start over...
See as we were moving back into the trailer, while I was packing my clothes I noticed a couple of thing's were missing. I thought maybe they were misplaced, after all I did have a couple of people help me pack. So I brushed it off. We moved back into the trailer and I started unpacking.. didn't come across the clothes that were missing.. unpacked more... guess what still no show. Finally I unpacked everything.. and still no sign of the clothes. (This was before they came down) So I tell the hubby that I think something is up. He say's I'm being paranoid. One day her and the nephew are gone, I thought I heard her cell ring in their bedroom so I go in to either answer it or silence it, well it must of been the tv cause there was no cell, but there was a couple shirt's that I have been missing. Mind you not all of them.. but 2 out of like 5-6. So I confront her, she say's maybe they got mixed up in our laundry, which I highly doubt and still think that she stole. But for my nephew's and hubby's relationship sake I say okay okay whatever. So a week or two later I find another tank top and we borrowed the nephew's truck to go the store, and in there I find a bottle of Victoria Secret lotion that I'd been missing. All of these item's were up in the room (at the old house) where she and my nephew had stayed the night a couple of time's. I still haven't came across all of my shirt's yet, but I think in time I will. Well tonight, I go in there room to get a dvd to watch, only to find one of my belly button ring's in there. So that mean's she's still stealing my shit. Cause the belly ring was in a little box in a cabinet in my bathroom which mean's she's also going through my shit.
So right now I'm berate I want to punch this bitch (pardon my french) in her face. I want to confront her, but I know that she'll lie, and make up shit. So I tell the hubby to deal with it. After all if it was up to me she would of been gone the first week she was here.. no if an's or but's about it. You know what his response was "dear I don't know what to do, hopefully they move out soon" I told him that they have or week or their homeless I don't give a fuck!!
I mean would you? If this girl come's in using all of your shaving creme, hair spray etc.. and then can't even offer to vacume? Not to mention the fact how she basically lies to your face and tries to act like your friend??
I found a note that she wrote the nephew saying that me and my husband act like "they owe us the world" and that she can't "handle living here anymore". Yeah I bet it's soo hard to sleep til one wake up eat someone else's food dirty their dishes, take a shower, use there shit and then sit on your ass and watch them pick up after you. Life must be so rough. Ya know??
She has my blood boiling to no end. You don't even know how much I want to go in there yannk her out of bed by her hair and just hit her.. haha. But I contain myself, not for fear of getting beat up, but cause I love my husband and don't want him to lose his relationship with the nephew. That's the one and only reason.
Anyway's I'm gonna get off here...
Til next time.. Chubbz
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