I am not a nice person
 

I think my patience has just run out. DUG is still here. He is DEFINITELY leaving Friday though. (already has the place lined up) Part of me wants to be angry at the next victim DUG is going to stay with and say, "What is 3 extra days?" But I KNOW what 3 extra days with DUG are so I understand.

So far today I have not been nice to DUG at all. Here is a sample of the conversations I have had with DUG:

DUG: You're making macaroni and cheese for breakfast? <insert sour looking face here>

Me: Yep.

DUG: (after he peers in the pot to see what kind of mac n cheese) Oooh! Can I have some?

Me: You already made and ate your breakfast, why do you have to f*ing eat mine? (I very very rarely ever say that F word. I am shocked that it just slid out of my mouth the way it did)

Then he picked up the telephone and walked outside. I followed him.

Me: What are you doing calling someone so you can whine, cry, and LIE about how tough you have it here? About how badly you are treated? Calling to tell yet another person what an evil b*tch I am?

DUG: No. I don't say things like that. (which is a lie)

Me: Well last time I checked that was MY phone and I think its rude of you to just pick up and walk outside. You spent 5 HOURS on the phone with your sister yesterday and you aren't doing that today. It is just ridiculous.

I don't remember what all I said next. I WENT OFF on him because my GaGa called me 4 times yesterday (while he was on the phone) and he didn't answer the call waiting. She really needed to talk to me because we had a death in the family (a cousin I haven't seen in over 20 years)

Ya'll I don't know where all this is coming from. It just isn't like me to be so confrontational and angry. Friday can not come soon enough. I am hoping that with DUG gone I can go back to being myself.

Yep, I'd say you are at the very end of your rope. I totally understand because I've had a very similar "guest" twice. Just keep reminding yourself it's only a few more days and it's not fair to you to give him the power to make you feel so stressed. Try to take some deep breaths and do a few mental cheers that it's almost over!:cheer:

At least the light at the end of the tunnel is almost here. Just go the opposite way and Friday will be here before you know it. Hugs.

I feel so GUILTY for being so mean, but it just keeps flying right out of my mouth. I honestly don't know who is more shocked, me or him. Normally I don't say anything to him, I just get mad and do things like vacuum the living room while he is sleeping on the couch in the middle of the day. I swear its like my mouth has suddenly developed a mind of its own.

The guilt combined with the anger just feels like a lead ball sitting in the pit of my stomach.

Oh and THEN he has to nerve to look at DH (who is off today THANK GOD) and say, "I don't know why she is so mad at me." UGH! Dude, I just went off on you and gave you a whole list of reasons! :mad:

Make sure you get his key !!!! lol:eek:

He doesn't have a key. I'm usually kind, not stupid. :p LOL He isn't allowed a key or to be here alone. I don't trust him.

Girl, tie a knot and hang on - you are most certainly at the end of your rope! Just try to keep yourself together until Friday! LOL. Since it seems like no one (besides you guys) has ever really told him how it is, he probably doesn't realize how the way he is acting is unacceptable. Maybe now that he's gotten kicked he'll think about it. Or at least he'll remember it and maybe one day it'll mean something to him.

If your anything like me------I expect people who live under the same roof with me to pitch in and do their share.

When they don't, I become exactly how you are now.

And you're right, it feels so horrible.

You know, that is exactly it. I was always taught that if you have to live with someone, and you can't afford to pay them rent, you do anything and everything to help them out to pay for your stay. My two oldest and I had to move in with my grandmother after my divorce and I had NO MONEY, and no job, and two small kids. My grandmother didn't have to lift a finger while I was there. I made sure I was up before she was and in bed after her. I asked permission to use her telephone when I NEEDED to and I was on and off as quickly as possible. I never asked to watch television. If I did sit down and watch with her it was what she wanted to watch. I didn't want to put her out anymore than I already was.

So I just don't understand waltzing into someone's else and doing what he does. It makes me crazy.

I do feel horrible. I posted that first post from my laptop while I was crying in the bathroom.

Absolutely----- you and I could happily share the same space I believe.;)

I never have figured out how not to hate myself when someone turns me into a banshee either.:(

I wish you could come on over and get away from the bother for a bit. I'm making grilled chicken roll-ups for lunch and then figuring up some chowder type soup to make with last nights un-eaten sweet corn.

I'm thinking:

coconut milk
red onion
red curry paste
taters

and the corn of course.

You could be my chowder taster!

Hopefully even the virtual thought of that can make you feel better for a moment.:)

I can see why you are so frustrated. It's like eating sh*t sandwiches, thinking you ate the last one, and finding out you have 3 more days to eat them!!

I think you have been nice long enough

You have been far kinder and more generous than I would have been. After a week or so of DUG, I would have taken him to a Salvation Army -- three or four towns away.

I have no patience or sympathy for people who are capable of working and helping but choose not to.

Just keeping singing in your head...

Na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye ...