I'm sorry you're in that mess, Tep. Good luck finding a satisfactory resolution.

Oh, Steph. I'm sorry. And I'm sorry if my earlier attempt at humor seemed flippant or callous. It is so hard to see people suffer and setting boundaries is a tricky thing when the situation is so bad. I hope he does well at the job and can find somewhere to park his car and be safe that's away from y'all.

I'm even more cheesed off right now, because I just did some quick googling, and made 1 phone call, and there's a men's shelter that is full today, but the woman on the phone said if he gets down there tomorrow morning, they can probably help him. I specifically asked if there's a requirement to have a job or if he needs ID (because the cops took his license when he got the DUI), and the woman said no on both counts.

The reason I'm cheesed is because I don't know how not!son didn't find this. Or Tim. The man knows how to use Google. (Or, for that matter, not!son's GF knows how to use Google. Jesus. PEOPLE OTHER THAN ME CAN USE GOOGLE.)

I'm thinking about letting not!son sleep on our couch for tonight ONLY, with the understanding that it is tonight only, and he needs to get his ass down to the men's shelter early tomorrow morning to stand in line. But I don't know if letting him stay here is actual enabling. Well, I mean, it IS enabling. But I don't know if it's worth it. Or maybe Tim tells him, hey, sleep in your car tonight and then tomorrow morning you get your ass down to that shelter by 7 a.m. and stand in line and fucking act right so you get a roof over your head. I don't know.

I'm ragey enough that I need to take a long walk. Jesus.

Is this normal? Do people help their fellow man while also being FULL OF HULK RAGE? Because my attitude is roughly "I will help you BUT I AM SO ANGRY AT YOU RIGHT NOW, YOU MOTHERFUCKER DO NOT EVEN LOOK AT ME."

Seriously. WHO CAN'T GOOGLE? Why isn't his GF doing this shit?

I need to punch things.

Like, if it were Tim, I WOULD BE GOOGLING ON HIS BEHALF. WTF, not!son's girlfriend? WTF. I AM SO FULL OF RAGE ASSCAPS.

Oh, Steph. I'm sorry. And I'm sorry if my earlier attempt at humor seemed flippant or callous.

I had to scroll back, because I didn't even remember it through my ragefog. Not flippant or callous at all -- it made me laugh, which is impressive, given the ragefog.

Do people help their fellow man while also being FULL OF HULK RAGE?

Maybe not their fellow man, but certainly family. Or, whatever this guy is to you, which is not family, but is closer than "total stranger."

Family: the gift that keeps on giving. Giving you rage.

Oh good, I was hoping to make you laugh.

Is this normal? Do people help their fellow man while also being FULL OF HULK RAGE? Because my attitude is roughly "I will help you BUT I AM SO ANGRY AT YOU RIGHT NOW, YOU MOTHERFUCKER DO NOT EVEN LOOK AT ME."

In a word, YES. I know it's hard for you to feel like you have a right to anger, so let me just validate you here: YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO BE ANGRY. It is super normal to be pissed off while trying to help someone who *should* be able to do these things for themselves. It's normal to be angry that you have to be "the mean one." However much you can keep feeling your anger and keep letting go of any self-judgment for it, please try. I think a walk is a great idea.

You are not a fucking Hallmark heroine. You do not have to play the role of the silent, long-suffering partner who only expresses her displeasure through pursed lips and doing the dishes slightly louder than usual.

Ugh, Teppy. I'm so sorry.

We're home. I took ltc to Friendly's because early morning freak outs require ice cream, right? I'm out of milk and didn't want to drag ltc out of the car again. So I bought two milks at the drive through. Not sure if that counts as a parenting win or fail.

I say win, sj.

And now I want ice cream.

My client left the key for me as usual this morning but forgot to turn off the alarm, so that was some excitement. She was in a PT session but eventually called to give me the code. The cops showed up forty minutes later (oh, NOLA) but since I am a NWL and was continuing to work calmly outside and could show them a key (though they did not check that it worked), they just went on their way.

So that was my little bit of morning excitement.