Not the food police

I am writtin here to keep from venting at Justin. I think if I vent to him about his mom I will end making him angry at me and I don't want this to be the end of us..Too much has gone into this relationship for my need to vent to get in the way.

At noon I came home from work to start food in the crock pot for dinner (all the fod in my patry is still at the other house and its not like I have a ton of choices). When I got here D was sleeping and the nurses were outside smoking (which pisses me off because D is a smoker and is not allowed to smoke right now). I explained to them againt hat the dogs are NOT NOT NOT allowed int he livng room for any reason because they piss it he floor. They argue about not being able to get around the house with the doorways blocked. I explain "you just push them to one side, step through and then push it back." they both say ok. Afterwards they start to bitch at me about the bed, a need for a lift....blah blah the dog blah blah blah. I explain th complaint department is Jim not me.

Fast forward to time o this afternoon. I walk in and all the barriers are down in the house and there is dog shit and piss in the living room floor. I amseriously gonna loose it over this. I can feel my blood pressure rising and I know the look on my face is HATE. Actually I think murderous hate is what I was feeling I wished one of thosestupd CNA bitches were still here so I could scream at them. Maybe I could rub their noses in it....Dont' do this seee bad cna bad bad and then throw them outside to wimper in the cold.

I mean seriously we just spent a fortune cleaning the fucking carpet. So the other thing I am pissed about is they washed the dishes...and I was all YAY someone washed the dishes (the dishwasher is broken) so I go over to put them away and the bitches can't even wash a hand full of freaking dishes. My god I know Oklahoma does not require anything above a GED but fo Fucks sake its dishes!

D is in good spirits which is good and not good at the same time. She tells me the cnas dont feed her what she wants then she gets caught up in her own lies and changes her story... The thing she is getting at is she wants a "nutty buddy" from the freezer. WTF you are diabetic and I know you have had one already. I am thinking who the hell bought this shit you are on a diet and no sugar. well Jim freaking bought it for her last night. WTF just because she is craving something doesnt mean you give it to her. Sh isnt pregant and craving food she is 450 pounds of fat and cant even get out of bed.

I am NOT the food police....you want to continue to eat yourself to death slowly then go ahead and do it. I hope you dont go into a diabetic coma when its jsut me here but what the hell.

SO the murderous hatred is building and I am even more pissed and Justin is tired so I know if I push him too far he is gonna loose it like I did.

I enjoy cooking dinner for my family, Its somethign I take pride in justin and andy always have something yummy for dinner everyday....something healthy fr the most part and ready when they get home. D is super picky and I am trying to figure out how I feed my guys healthy steamed veggies and yummy foods and she just wants shit from Arbys and no veg at all. UGH Death by food is a slow and painful process but you will die just the same.

I guess I have a lot of room to talk stress at this level = food remedy for me. I may just change that to beer remedy tho. If I didnt need to go to the store for freaking baby gates for the dogs I would drink some beer. And IF my strong alcohol wasnt at the other house - id be drinking some freaking Sailor Jerry.

Shit Justin's home....I do feel alittle calmer, Not so much murderous hate maybe just mame hate. So instea dof murdering someone maybe Ill just take their arm off. LOL....Here is to keeing my mouth shut and being the happy, everything is fine person....Scowl removed from face? ok here I go.

(sorry for bad grammer and spelling no time to check it )