Well, well, well. My last couple days have been .... interesting!
My friend called again late yesterday and said that things at home were not improving, and asked if she could stay at my house again. Of course, I said yes. And honestly? We've had a couple great days and fun evenings, girl times, sleepovers!!
Without going into detail, the stepdaughter was continuing to cause conflict and escalating it with any opportunity. She has mental health issues which seemed to be escalating since her arrival here, now seeming to be focused on destroying her father's relationship with my friend through lies about her and all her friends, saying (among many even worse things) that we all talk about him behind his back and think he is bad. When my friend attempted to talk with him, the SD would start on another topic and as she explained that, yet another topic would arise, until there was simply mass confusion and ever increasing tension. Rather than continuing to let the situation continue to spiral, she decided to just come here for another day.
The SD was leaving today, after several delays with car problems, and problems at her new home at the other end of her journey. BTW, this SD is not a child. She is 29 years old, but has a maturity level, at my assessment, of about 13. She came here for a visit with her dad after a problem with her last roommate led to her being kicked out. The last in a long series of similar situations.
When we woke this morning, we decided to go into Ruidoso and just do some window shopping and have a girls day, then she would go home mid afternoon after SD should have left. But before going into town, we decided to drive by the house and just be sure that her house pets and livestock were taken care of. They had been and we were about to leave. Her hub came out and hugged her, then they talked privately for a while. They seemed fine, and I later learned that he apologized for everything and assured her that the SD was leaving and after she left, he would make sure the animals were secure before he left for his job. He works out of town, usually 10 days to two weeks and then is home for 4 to 6 days at a time. He told her to go on and have a good day, and he would talk with her this evening.
The SD came out, got into a vehicle and tore off down the driveway about this time. She was obviously upset, flipping her head, yanking on the car door and slamming it shut, etc. Her dad walked over to my car and apologized to me, too. The three of us talked a while, and it was a good talk, but you could tell he was pretty embarrassed. I could tell that they have some things to work out, but they seem to be OK with each other and on the same page, for the most part.
I backed out and as we drove down the road, the SD was returning. I'm guessing she made a cigarette run. As we met I raised my hand and waved at her, mostly just to let her know "it's OK." Guess what? She flipped the bird.
Well, well, well.
I slammed on the brakes, threw the truck into reverse and went back to the house! I told my friend to wait in the car, because I didn't want her in the middle and started up the stairs. SD was a few steps ahead of me, and I said that she is not to treat me that way because I had no beef with her .... till now. She shouted that she wasn't flipping at me, opened the door, and before she slammed it in my face, my friend's little dog came running out to me. She is not an "off the leash" dog yet, so I scooped her up and walked into the house. I heard her shouting something to her dad who was upstairs, about "Lyn just walking in without permission"!!
I again said that I had no problem with her till she flipped me off but now it was personal and I was not going to be disrespected. She said that she did not flip me, but my friend. By now her startled father was standing at my elbow. I asked her who waved at her, and she said with a twisted face, "You did." I asked if my friend did, and she said, "Of course not, she's a f**king b*tch!" So I asked how that makes sense: I wave and her response is a one-finger salute, but it wasn't at me. She had some choice remarks, and her father was astounded. I turned to him and said, "I will not be disrespected like this. I understand that she says I've been talking negatively about you, and I want you to know that I have not. She has taken this whole situation to a ridiculous level and is including people like myself with manipulation. I said I won't let her do this in my presence, because I respect him and his wife and to pretend that she is not being despicable is a disservice to them both. He agreed, with a beet red face, and once again apologized for her. I told him I wanted no apology from him, but I did want him to know that others are seeing how she is behaving.
I asked if he needed anything more from me to understand what SD is doing. He said no. I turned to go and she said in a low voice, "Get out," to which I replied "Eat sh*t." As I closed the door behind me I heard her say something that I didn't understand, and her father in a raised voice say, "Yes, eat sh*t and put it in a sandwich to take with you, because I'm done with you until you can show respect to all of us."
I'm sorry, but I managed to get in the truck and was headed away from the house before I broke into laughter! We went in to town, did some antiquing and window shopping, then had a Mexican food lunch and it was just as relaxed as it could be. We returned to my house for her to get her truck, and just to be sure all was OK, I followed her home. Everything was just fine. I stayed and played with her two dogs for a few mintues and helped her with the livestock for the evening before heading home.
As I said yesterday .... adrenaline junkies, PLUS drama, snotty immature homebreakers, and parents caught in the middle of oversized brats that care only about their own happiness. I just don't get it! Her father said that some of the people he works with are self-centered and rude, much like her, and it drives him crazy. I believe it, but ..... I'm glad my kids and steps are past giving me that kind of grief! And you know what? Car running or not, place to stay elsewhere or not, broke or not, no one will stay in my house with behaviors like that. Keep that in mind when you come to visit, OK?
Well, well, well.
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