This is not the final result of my new blog look but because I am getting old and no longer know how to make a nice looking blog page this is the result. My first ever blog took maybe an hour to create and it was way better than this.
Here is the latest development at our house. I worked overtime today and then I came home to my son gone. He has had since last June to find full-time work (35 hours a week) but has not managed to really even try. He has had extension after extenstion. One of the latest extensions was his 19th birthday at the end of February. He did find work but not full-time. I said he could top it off with volunteer work but he came up with every excuse in the book. The weekend before last I told him his last day was Saturday (21st) and that is when he finally contacted a local thrift store where he could volunteer. So, I gave him until this Thursday to be working 35 hours a week. If not he needed to pack his bags and leave this coming Saturday. He got pissed off and just left today. His dad lives a couple hours away and played the hero and came and got him. I am angry and hurt for so many reasons. First, he dad has done fuck-all over the years. He has been paying the same amount in child support for the last 13 years. He has barely seen the kids the last 2 years. And mostly I am angry at my son. He wants to sleep all day and play video games all night long, going to bed at five or six in the morning. I come home from work everyday between 1 and 3 in the afternoon and he is still in bed. Do you see where I am going? Last week my doctor wrote me a note to take time off work because I am so stressed and yet I continue to go. I get up every morning between 6:00 and 6:30 which is drudgery for this night owl. When I come home and he is still sleeping it is like a kick in the face. He can’t even get his shit together to get up to start work at 9:00.
Anyway, I came home today with a pounding headache from a client smoking and got a Skype message that he had left. To top it off he didn’t even call his part time employer to say he was quitting. He just didn’t show up for work. Are you fucking kidding me? I did not raise my kids this way. The very least he should have stayed until Saturday. At any rate he is for a rude awakening. His step-mom will likely kick him out within the month if he doesn’t work.
The hardest part is my son has never given me a moment of trouble. From the time he was born he was a joy to be around. He is quiet and gentle and doesn’t have a mean bone in his body. He is a pleaser and does anything I ask. Except working. He just doesn’t want to work.
So, he is gone. My baby moved out today. I am sad. And I am going out for Chinese food to comfort my Mama heart.