Sunday, September 2, 2012

One Day at a Time

It's past my bedtime and I'm waiting for LT to get done at youth group. He called and asked if he could stay late. I knew there was no school or work tomorrow so I said yes. Jack didn't hear anything but my side of the conversation. However he immediately started his pissy drunk routine (after 5 beers at 8:00 pm. I decided if he's "staying out of it" it being parent to LT, then I'm making decisions based on that until we discuss otherwise. LT has worked hard and deserves to do some fun stuff too  if he wants to be an asshole, that's his choice. I'm being a parent.
I guess I'm mad that he treats me like I'm stupid, talking just below hearing, etc  but really, I'm not playing anymore
Feel free to act like the passive aggressive alcoholic you are. I can't expect a brain-damaged human to responded in a normal way.
Just another reminder - take it one day at a time.  And do what's right for the kids.
I love our children no strings attached.

1 comment:

  1. That's one of my favorite things. My alcoholic is obviously my ex, so he is not around for the day-to-day activities, but he loves to call me and give me my opinion on them. If you cared so much, why didn't you accompany us to the doctor? I offered. No, he would much prefer to point out what he thinks I did wrong.