*Deep Sigh* PS. TL;DR
It's funny that no matter how much I go out of my way to avoid a dramatic personal life, the people around me manage to provide plenty anyway. I met and fell in love with a gloriously uncomplicated, straight-forward, mature man, and we started our mundane, average, blissfully even keeled life together. However, in the past 12 hours my life has become a ridiculous Springer-esque farce.
We currently rent my mom's house and live with my grandpa who is also renting. She lives in another house with her new husband Bill who she's been married to for about a year. My younger sister, and Bill's daughter Heather, granddaughter and son also live in the house.
I was woken this morning at 5 by a phone call from my mother. She had gotten into a fight with her stepdaughter Heather the night before. Heather claims that Eric came to her job and told her she had less than a month to move out of my mom and Bill's house. The real story is that Heather works at KMart and Eric was there shopping; she approached him and started complaining about my mom. Eric said, "So why don't you just move out?" and went about his shopping after saying goodbye to Heather. He has only met her about 4 times total, and didn't even recognize her when she approached him at the store. Not to mention the fact that he has absolutely nothing to do with who lives in that house. Since Eric was sick and throwing up (don't order the fish folks!), I got stuck with the task of sorting out this whole stupid mess. I thought everything was explained, taken care of, etc. Either Heather was lying or misunderstood what was said. Either way, it's out of my hands.
Today at lunch I found out that my grandma on my dad's side had accidentally backed into my grandpa and knocked him down. He suffered a broken tail bone, thumb and sprained wrist in addition to cuts and bruises. Apparently they have been tag-teaming the driving. My grandma sits in the drivers seat and works the pedals while my grandpa steers and works the gearshift from the passenger seat. He thought he had put it in park, but it was in reverse. He was getting groceries out of the trunk, and when my grandma took her foot off the brake, the car rolled backwards. Nobody knew they were driving this way. They told us they were getting rides to the store everyday with another man in their retirement community, and my dad and uncle drive them to all their doctor appointments. So my dad and uncle had to take away their keys for good while my grandpa was in the ER getting treatment. Both continue to claim that it's no big deal and they should still be allowed to drive.
Now tonight, my mom calls me to tell me she's divorcing Bill and will be over in an hour with her clothes and overnight bag. She's moving all her stuff back this weekend. So now Eric and I have to find an apartment on short notice. Not that she's kicking us out, but there's no way I'm living with my mother again. We do NOT get along when we live together... plus I'm almost 30 years old and living with my mom would be too tragic for words.
So in conclusion, we need to find a place to live ASAP, through no fault of our own. I also have the most dramatic relatives outside of a soap opera.
Dear boring life,
I miss you,
Steph.
We currently rent my mom's house and live with my grandpa who is also renting. She lives in another house with her new husband Bill who she's been married to for about a year. My younger sister, and Bill's daughter Heather, granddaughter and son also live in the house.
I was woken this morning at 5 by a phone call from my mother. She had gotten into a fight with her stepdaughter Heather the night before. Heather claims that Eric came to her job and told her she had less than a month to move out of my mom and Bill's house. The real story is that Heather works at KMart and Eric was there shopping; she approached him and started complaining about my mom. Eric said, "So why don't you just move out?" and went about his shopping after saying goodbye to Heather. He has only met her about 4 times total, and didn't even recognize her when she approached him at the store. Not to mention the fact that he has absolutely nothing to do with who lives in that house. Since Eric was sick and throwing up (don't order the fish folks!), I got stuck with the task of sorting out this whole stupid mess. I thought everything was explained, taken care of, etc. Either Heather was lying or misunderstood what was said. Either way, it's out of my hands.
Today at lunch I found out that my grandma on my dad's side had accidentally backed into my grandpa and knocked him down. He suffered a broken tail bone, thumb and sprained wrist in addition to cuts and bruises. Apparently they have been tag-teaming the driving. My grandma sits in the drivers seat and works the pedals while my grandpa steers and works the gearshift from the passenger seat. He thought he had put it in park, but it was in reverse. He was getting groceries out of the trunk, and when my grandma took her foot off the brake, the car rolled backwards. Nobody knew they were driving this way. They told us they were getting rides to the store everyday with another man in their retirement community, and my dad and uncle drive them to all their doctor appointments. So my dad and uncle had to take away their keys for good while my grandpa was in the ER getting treatment. Both continue to claim that it's no big deal and they should still be allowed to drive.
Now tonight, my mom calls me to tell me she's divorcing Bill and will be over in an hour with her clothes and overnight bag. She's moving all her stuff back this weekend. So now Eric and I have to find an apartment on short notice. Not that she's kicking us out, but there's no way I'm living with my mother again. We do NOT get along when we live together... plus I'm almost 30 years old and living with my mom would be too tragic for words.
So in conclusion, we need to find a place to live ASAP, through no fault of our own. I also have the most dramatic relatives outside of a soap opera.
Dear boring life,
I miss you,
Steph.