The Ultimate FML

So much for any of the optimism express in my prior post! I received word last night that L (his ex) and C (their kid) will be moving in with us within the next week or two.

Long time readers may remember this is not the first time they've had to move into this house. A few years ago L had a hissy fit and quit her 60k job at a publishing company without securing other employment first. Then, instead of looking for a new job, she lived off her credit cards, got into debt she couldn't get out of, ran out of money, got evicted from her apartment and she and their kid had no where else to go. At his house, L didn't even look for a job for 6 months. After multiple, pointless and tiring fights with her, she finally took some temp agency assignments. T tried to arrange for her to move into a nice 1 story, 2 bedroom home in the neighborhood for $625/mo, owned by friends of ours, who agreed not to do any background checks on her. She threw an absolute fit, saying it wasn't big enough for them (even though she came here from a 2 br apt) and demanded to move into a 3 story, 4 bedroom by the interstate for $1,000/mo. The arguments got so bad that he paid her $2,000 to move the hell out.

It is a similar story this time. The temp agency [she'd been doing various assignments through all this time, occasionally winding up on unemployment when non were given to her] let her go. She didn't look for anything else. Instead, she latched onto some guy, who she later discovered to be a cokehead, and had him move in to split the bills while she continued to beg T and his family for money whenever she and the cokehead were fighting - he moved in and out and in and out several times in a year. T has constantly pleaded with L to let their daughter move in with us because the environment is bad for her, even looks into filing for custody, but L threatens to financially decimate him in court if he tries anything. (He barely stays afloat as it is right now because of the economy; his mortgage and property taxes went up and his income went down.)

L "finds God" *snicker* and decides to marry the cokehead after he claims to have discovered religion too. They divorce after 3 MONTHS and he moves out again. At this point, L has exhausted her eligibility for unemployment benefits and still is not looking for work, so there is still no income coming in. The publishing company where she used to works calls, asking her to come back. She declines. The temp service she used to work through calls offering her an opportunity to return. She declines. She gets 3 months behind in rent; the landlord is trying to be understanding and patient, but is beginning to talk about her vacating.

L finds out her brother and sister, who are living in their grandmother's house that L recently inherited, want to buy it from her and pay cash. L decides to rely on that instead of looking for a job. L's gas gets shutoff for non-payment. T suggests their kid move in with us until L can find work and get back on her feet. She refuses and demands more money from him. He gives her half of his income for the month and has to charge his mortgage payment on his credit card. L starts asking T for food. He insists their daughter move in with us until L has some source of income other than him. L refuses. Then she finds out her brother and sister are not going to buy the house she inherited, so there will be no windfall from that. L's electricity is scheduled to be turned off this week. L asks T's family for more money. They've had it with her begging, promises and never repaying and tell her no. T doesn't have anymore money to give her; he's getting behind in bills because of the extra he's already had to give to her. T tells L that they will have to move in with us. L argues that she is eligible to apply for unemployment again this week. T reminds her that it could take quite a while for her to actually receive a check from that. L agrees to move in after the electrify is indeed off, unless she gets a check before then, heh.

I don't know where L is going to put her stuff. All my stuff (except clothes and my pc) is still in boxes in the garage. There's no more room for anything else in there and there's no more space in my room to bring anything else inside either. And can you imagine the four of us trying to use one bathroom?! We'll need to post a schedule! I don't know whether to laugh or cry about that!

I do feel sorry for their kid though. She's not bad; I just don't particularly like children. But this woman is far far far worse! She doesn't have friends to stay with and is basically estranged from her family because she is a mean, spiteful, loose cannon. She had a less expensive house she could have rented without any questions asked. She had opportunities for work and wouldn't take any. Everyone has given her money (even ME a couple of times!) and no one wants to shell out anymore when she just pulls this same crap over and over again. I am losing my mind!!!! Dealing with the kid every weekend was hard enough, now handling her fulltime AND adding a woman I cannot stand into the mix?! Are you fucking joking?! The addition of these two just makes everything a billion times worse. I don't know how I am going to get through it!!!! It is truly like I am in prison. I go to work and get yelled at by every single caller; I come home to listen to others yell at eachother and try to draw me into yelling too. There is no escape. I have never felt more trapped and hopeless in all my life.

So, if you see/hear very little from me until the Summer you'll know that it is because I can't get a single fucking second of privacy.