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[Mona52]

Maximum drama this weekend.

My criminal sister is completely out of control. We went to her PO and asked for help because she is always completely high, and she burglarizes houses all day and night now.

She took her daughter's cards and spent every single penny her daughter had in her 5 checking and savings accounts. Her D is 24 and is a single mom with a GED. Her D allows my sis, her husband and their five small boys to live with her, her new girlfriend and her S7.

My sis keeps stealing all the money in the house, now my niece and my sis's H have no idea how rent will get paid.

My sis threatened to burn the house down with the kids in it while everyone slept at night multiple times.

We went to her PO in Friday. He said he would not do anything until Monday (today).

Yesterday she spent the morning threatening her H and my niece (her own D). She threatened to kill everyone in the house. We went to the police. They cant help they said. Unless she actually hurts someone, they cannot help.

By 9:30 last night I felt we tried everything we could legally. She showed up at her house. My niece texted me. My niece gave her 15 minutes to say goodbye to her kids, and then she had to leave. She could not stay there. My sis never speaks to her kids anymore, but last night she HAD to read to them...
I got in my car and was ready to go to jail last night. I was not interested in removing her from the house or trying again to talk her into rehab. I prayed the whole time I was racing there that she stayed right where she was. I was not going to lay my head on my pillow last night until I put her in the hospital.

All I could see was red. I could not think clearly, and I was actually happy I was finally able to get rid of some of the hurt and betrayal my sis heaped on top of me over the years.

She left 2 minutes before I got there.

I felt so frustrated and unsatisfied today. It was so bad I woke up way before the sun and and could not fall back to sleep.

I did the strangest thing to make me feel better.

Chris's father broke his ankle a few days ago. I dont really know Chris's family yet, but as old as Chris is, he father cant be a spring chicken. I can imagine a broken ankle will make his life very difficult for a while. Today is Monday, and every Monday I drive up to Chris's house, which is right down the street from his father's house.

So this morning, before the crack of dawn, I made a bunch of roast beef sandwiches, potato salad, macaroni salad and cup cakes. Now I have a bag of food I will give to Chris and he can give it to his dad to make his life a tiny bit better.

Literally, I started making the sandwiches by ripping the bread apart and throwing the beef on the bread, grumbling under my breath, yelling at the dog to leave me alone. I burnt my fingers cutting up the potatoes and I think that was what finally started to snap me out of my anger. When my fingers burnt I felt like saying "forget this, he doesn't need potato salad!" But then I really started thinking about him not being able to cook dinner and him eating the sandwich, which would be fine to eat with plain old chips. Then I pictured him with the potato salad and maybe he would really like it and think it tasted good. Finally I was able to pull my mind off my sis and focus on helping someone else and by the time I woke my kids up I was ALMOST back to normal.

I was not completely back to normal. I did scream at my eldest daughter this morning, but she was being a complete spoiled brat.

I am at work now and I am feeling like myself, under control. I still feel disappointed.

Chris has been an absolute wonder this weekend. He was so attentive and romantic and happy. He took me to dinner and I bought movie tickets. Even though he is not a huge comic book fan, and even though I saw it before, he went with me to see Deadpool again. OMG that movie is hilarious! I had the best night. It is so nice to go over there and spend a few hours NOT as mommy or bill payer or daughter or emergency fixer or any of the other titles that wear me down. He has zero expectations for me so I can just relax and enjoy myself for a few hours.

My H texted me while I was on my way to see Chris on Saturday. I ignored his text until Sunday morning when I got home. Then my H blew me away.

In case you dont remember...

We lived in the city. In august I kicked my H out. He moved in with my mom. My mom lives in a house with actual grass, in the city me and the kids lived in the middle of a row of homes.

My mom wanted to move in with her BF. So H moved out of my mom's house and Me and the kids moved in.

But I am still paying rent on the house in the city. I still have a lot of stuff in there and it is very hard for me to move it all myself. SO I have been moving a little bit at a time.

My H flat out refused to help me at all.

Until...

Sunday he sent me a text saying in April, he was going to get his sons to go in and clear out the rest of the house!

I dont believe him of course, lol. But it was a nice nice text.

I am going to use the money I will save on rent and file for the D myself. I really want my old name back and I really want to be divorced. I am not saying I am done with my M.