I don’t know what in the hell makes my kid think she’s ‘above‘ anyone else because I sure as hell didn’t raise her that way. I kept my grandson over night because she was sick, not feeling very good and had a visit to the ER. I told her I’d watch him when she asked me the first time, but he ended up with my son, his uncle, first. My son ended up bringing him to me at the end of the day because he had to work early the following morning. No problem whatsoever. I’ll be damned if I didn’t stay up until 4am that morning playing catch-up on schoolwork because I had used up all my hotspot and was waiting for a technician to come install my internet in a day or so. By the time everything was hooked up ready to use I was a little over a week behind. I had work from week 3 yet to do while working on week 4 at the same time. Then finishing up week 4 as we moved into week 5, the final week for that course.
My Chunka-Butt woke up at a lil after 7am the next morning and I woke up to change his butt for my husband who was awake and chilling with him watching cartoons and stuff. I used the restroom and sent a text from my husband’s cell phone asking what time she was coming to pick him up. Also, letting her know I was up until early that morning doing schoolwork. When I tell you she blew it all out of proportion, getting mad as fuck at me thinking I was trying to rush her when I wasn’t and was really only asking a question, that’s exactly what she did. She got in touch with my son and had him riled up and mad at me just as quick as you can snap your fingers.
It was so unimportant to me that I had fallen back to sleep after sending only those 2 texts to her. Soon I’m awakened by my husband coming into the bedroom handing me the phone. I answer hello feeling dazed and confused only to put the phone to my ear for her to start snapping off on me about why Lukah wasn’t with her yet and who was bringing him home. Then after bitching me out, she hung up on me not letting me get a word in edge wise. That just pissed me off even worse making me wanna call her back to snap on her in return. But her voicemail picked up, so I had to leave her a somewhat unpleasant message. That got her attention enough for her to respond with I’d never have to worry about her or him again because he’d be starting daycare soon enough and she’d never ask me for anything again.
I was speechless as fuck you guys; I swear it. This was a lil over a week ago and I still haven’t heard from her. Only time will tell whether she talks to me again or not. I can only pray she does.
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