Karma???

So, inspection is set to lapse @ month's end. Took Jeep to the dealer a lil over a 2 weeks ago, about a week later they call, tell me it'll be $8800 to pass inspection. alotta shit needed fixing.

Jeep cost me $2000 less than the repairs would cost.

Fuck that.

I was driving to the dealer to retrieve my vehicle, stopped 2 doors down-I saw "Enterprise car sales." Walked in, ran smack into a peep from a former job. WOW!!!

When I broke down what was up, we spoke, I got a veeeeeehicle!

Don't need a monster truck anymore-Bitch is gone. Don't need to rely on 4 wheel anymore, again, Bitch is gone.

Got a Beetle!

Really stepped in shit. GREAT salesperson-like I said, a peep. Didn't behoove him to fuck me. Really did well.

Karma baby.

But wait, it gets better!

Worried about The Big One, since I'd been busy parenting Stoney/working/running with Football Dad.

Signed up for a Friday night 10k.

Did alright, 3 walk breaks, but did ok. Still, wished I'd signed up for the 5k. BUT, the 5k doesn't give medals.

Lo and behold, did a sub 10!!!! Wait, it gets better!!!!! Placed in my age group!!!!! There's a pic of the award above-like a fucking license plate.

But wait, even BETTER!!!!! The 5k awards were beer glasses, meh. Would'a been ok, but...a FUCKING LICENSE PLATE????? Dayum son!

Picked up my vehicle this am. What I save in gas alone will pay the monthly note.

Niiiiiiice!!!

WAIT, EVEN BETTER!!!!! Who did I run into @ the race? Brotherfromanothermother's brother!!!!! We hung out after the race.

How cool is this?

GREAT car, GREAT race, GREAT people.

Well done.

Showtime!!!!!

So, told Stoney he had 'til Fri to either get help, or force my hand into going to Family Court.

Friday eve, I come home, we talk. It actually went well.

He got teary, I laid the cards on the table, we move on.

He knows what he needs to do, and collectively, we turn the page.

We will see.

In the meantime, the air is cleared. Good.

Inevitable Outcome

Knew this was gonna happen, called it.

Years ago, Stoney gets a buttload of $$$ for his birthday. I set up a bank account for him, Crazy Bitch says "he should be allowed to spend his money however he wants..."

Stoney smokes weed, has his peeps come over to smoke, Bitch witnesses all of it, does nothing. "What price are you willing to pay to have a relationship with your son" is Its excuse.

Den is fixed after roof repair, try to make it a man cave. Instead, "wouldn't that be a great place for Keith and his friends to hang?"
No.

Repeatedly tell It AND Stoney to use the side door to let Hulk out. Now, the rear screendoor is destroyed, and, sure enough, the side door IS easier.

Yesterday, come downstairs, Stoney makes a move. I look down, needle. He tried shoving everything under the couch. I ask "How long has this been happening," he responds "It isn't what you think." I told him to spare the bullshit and come clean. He admits THIS time it was crushed pills (oh joy), but yes, he'd done heroin.

Lovely.

Told him he had 'til Friday to either get help or I was going to Family Court. AND, no more alcohol in the house.

Hope Bitch is happy.

Useless cunt.

So, here's the thing.....

Stoney, working one day a week. Wonder why his diet consists of Ramen noodles?

My stolen bike, STILL untouched, not replaced. Not fixed.

Guess he's never getting internet access.

The more parents I speak with, the more I'm apprised of a disturbing pattern: I'm not alone. The lil' shit is NOT atypical!

Amazing.

What concerns me: at his age, I was out there living life, doing shit.

He: does nothing.

Just     like     mommy.

...as TWO care sit, with weeds growing amongst them, in the driveway...still.....