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more of a first entry than my actual first entry in the stupidity of others

  • Aug. 16, 2013, 1:42 p.m.
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sunday and monday night Smashley ( my sister in law) stayed in the living room half the damn night with her 4 month old child and even when she would start screaming she would just stay in the living room. everyone else in the house was asleep. she could care less that she work everyone else up. she could of cared less that i had to work tuesday morning and only had about 2 hours of sleep the night before because of her.

me and another friend gave her the nick name smashley for the fact that we could just picture her getting pissed off and smashing a whole city. she weighs at least 100lbs more than me and wears clothes i could never fit into when i was at my heaviest at 295.

she loves to use her child as an excuse to get out of doing anything. you tell her its her turn to cook dinner and she will say if shes not feeding the baby. first off your husband lives with you. and you are not breastfeeding. why the hell cant he take care of the baby by himself for a half hour while you actually get off your ass and do something around the house.

oh yea she calls herself a housewife...i thought housewives took care of the house. so just sit around and do nothing while their husbands work for them.

i call my husband a housewife. he does the cooking and cleaning and laundry for me since i work. unlike his sister hes actually trying to find a job.

i thought i should say that i live with 6 other people 5 adults and the baby. i moved in with my now husband a little over 4 years ago. we met online so the first time i actually met him i moved in with him. he was 17 i was 21. he still lived at home. so do his brother and sister. his dad is here too. his mom passed away at the end of January 2012. i lost my job a week before that. it was a very hard few months. right after my mother in law passed away my sister in law moved her boyfriend in. saying that he would help pay for bills. we didnt pay rent for 6 months probably. about the time i finally got a job my father in law started getting SSI. not even 2 months after my sister in laws boyfriend moved in they decided that they were going to try and have a baby. she said that it would help the family out ( yes i realize she is a fucking moron) she would get food stamps, cash assistance and WIC. she still has not gotten any cash assistance. because she is capable of working and will not work for the cash assistance. it is law here that in order to receive it you still have to work for it. she throws a fit if people get into the stuff she gets with WIC or with her food stamps. he and her husband fight almost every day. i would say at least 4 -5 times a week. they even fought over stupid ass shit on their wedding day. even now she says that she dont trust anyone to babysit her kid so shes not even going to try for a job until this kid is in school. in other words she want to stay living here and let daddy pay for everything. she tries to say that her husband dont make very much money. that his job takes a lot of it out in taxes. they always have money for fast food. always have money for pizza. go thru a 24pk of soda each. always have some kind of junk food in their room. me and my husband on the other hand spend maybe $20 every two weeks on extra food. i spent at least $200 every two weeks at the grocery store plus pay my internet, credit card and phone bills. when all my bills are due smashley does have to buy some food with her food stamps because i cant do both out of a paycheck that is $225 every two weeks.

i cant wait until my husband turns 22. welfare wont let us have food stamps because he is only 21 and still lives at home. and between my income and their dads SSI and the amount smashley tells welfare that they pay her dad ( she tells them 300 or 400 when they really only give him 150) we make like 50 over the amount for the amount of people we have. when my husband turns 22 im putting me him and his brother all down for food stamps. with my income and paying their dad $400 a month ill get around 500 in food stamps. i spend about 400 a month already on food and things for the house so if i can get the food stamps that 400 is going towards their dad actually paying all the bills in stead of skipping months and letting most of them get behind.

see i get into bitching about her and the list just goes on and on.

my in laws have two German Sheppards they were my mother in laws. family pets what ever you really want to call them. the one is kinda mean. well hes not mean he just dont like some people. my sister in laws husband is the main one. i have no idea why but that dog always tried to kill him. the dog loves me. when i first moved here they would chain the dog up when i was out of our room. so he couldnt get to me. after a while when i would try and walk down the hall way with the dog loose he would follow me and nip at me the whole way. i cant try and wake my father in law up when the dog is out. he starts nipping at me and wants to protect my father in law when i get close. i cant even hug my husband around this dog.

me and my husband have a cat. shes a bitch. ive been attacked 2 or 3 times for no reason from her. so has my husband. shes really up to something now since the past few days shes been really lovey. im not fooled but more confused than anything. i can tell when shes cold. she will come and lay in our bed and want under the blankets. shes a window licker. well i guess that would be window screen licker. and for some reason loves condensation off of bottles. she also loves to try and climb my brother in law. she just runs at him and jumps and normally just hangs from his stomach.

i think im done for now. i really dont care for long entries so i try to break them down some

Hael


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