My lil sissy and I have reached our boiling points with ADDson#1. Either he is retarded or we are--I'm betting that me and lil sissy are the "special" ones here...you be the judge
I pay his:
- health, dental and vision insurance $96/month
- jail fees & fines $125/month for God knows how long - got stopped w/Mary Jane in the car
- default school loan $60/month - from first college go round
- current college tuition $700/semester
- his child (my grandson) multi-cultural daycare (they teach foreign languages) $250/month is my portion
- bought his car $2400
- replaced motor in said car = $2500
- Cleats 2 pair plus gloves = $200
- Cell phone bill = $50/month (when he does not go over his minutes)
Lil sissy pays
- car insurance = $60/month
- gas money = $150/month
- groceries to feed his big 6'7, 300 lb ass
- Merry Maids to come clean her house including his room = $150/month
- Books & Tuition - based on semester classes
- Helps him maintain his documents (because as a person with ADD, he loses or misplaces everything) - so she really is his unpaid personal ASSistant
He does not ask for anything extra, but shit he shouldn't...look at all this shit that hes into us for already. We would not have to bitch about anything, if he acted like he gave a fuck...I know he appreciates it, but damn...show us by always studying, requesting extra credit, asking us if he could help out someway, be considerate of his cell minutes, work a PT job to supplement his child's expenses...hell I didn't fuck his baby momma, why do I get the phone calls for every need/want.
Well the shit hit the fan...Effective December 31, 2007
- His celly will be turned off job or not - get one in his own damn name.
- If he does not pass his current classes, I will not pay for the next semester Hope he got a back-up plan
- pay his own fines/fees or don't...and save us all some money by going back to jail - hell I ain't chiefed in a few years (cough, cough), he did the crime, now he'll pay or do the time.
- Will no longer receive room cleaning services - properly maintain room and stop being TRIFLING
- Pay rent - show your aunt that you appreciate her help - or get in yo own shit
- Take your ADD medicine on a regular basis so that you can stay focused and on task
The bottom line is that he needs a job so that he can pay for his own shit, damn he's 23...what 23 year old wants to be fussed at over and over about the same shit...hes a grown ass man right?
- Men, what did it take for you to leave the nest - mainly the 2nd time (my son left at 18 but did not like the big bad world and came running home at 21)...now he's back in a safe, comfortable environment and doesn't want to be responsible....HELP...
- or Women that were successful in removing a mans ass from your furniture...How?
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12 comments:
I can't say I blame him for not wanting to leave his safe haven. Shyt...after reading that I wanted to be adopted by your and your li'l sis myself! LOL!
I'm mad that he has all that and doesn't seem to truly appreciate how VERY LUCKY and FORTUNATE he is. At 23, I was out on my own. Literally. Receiving absolutely no parental help whatsoever.
I second your end of year plan! He should be working. He should pay rent, maintain his room and pass his classes.
I'll keep up with you to see how it works out!
Op D, thanks for understanding my frustration (and reading all that...I was pissed)...I know I created this spoiled monster, but NO MORE!
WOOOOOOWWWW!!
Sounds a lot like he's got it M-A-D-E!! I know I certainly wouldn't mind somebody paying all of that for me.
I moved up outta my moms house [by choice] when I was a few months shy of turning 18 years old and my mothers motto from that point on was "once you leave HOME, consider yourself GROWN --- and whateva you do, make sure you don't ask me or rely on me for shyt" and I would learn the HARD WAY that she meant every word of it.
By that time, I already two children so while I was happy with the freedom to come and go as I pleased [which was my biggest concern while @ home] I literally didn't have shyt other than the single room I rented from a friends house that was paid for compliments of gov'ment assistance. Gurl...those were some of the hardest years of my life.
Over the years tho, I grew to realize that without them [hard times], I'd have probably had his same outlook on life. I'd be happy getting by with Mommy payin' the bills, with Mommy puttin' clothes on my back and food in me and my childrens' mouths.
Without them I probably wouldn't have been as eager to get my shyt together so I think you're making the right move in shutting some of these payments down. At 23, it's high time he's stepped it up.
Ms B...you just provided the reinforcement I needed. I was out at 17 too, but unfortunately hooked up with another man (not 1 of my 2 baby daddies that I already had) who wanted to fight all the time.
But through it all, it did make me the person I am today.
Gurl....you and I...
I mean...Me and you...
Maaan US has got A LOT n' common!!! :-)
I really feel for you. Wow.
Diva, welcome...girl that was yesterday...today is a whole new day with a bunch of new stuff going on...I said what I meant to my son and he can take the hint or not...Ive moved on already!
Ms. B, you see I have you labeled as my blog twin...Its eery...wait, I always thought my momma was messing around on my daddy...maybe, naw,,,what if..naw...hmmm lol
Yall are CRAZY!!!!
He needs to be taking advantage (and I don't mean by freeloading) of the support while he can get it. He's going to by crying and complaining when yall are done with him.
Seriously though, I'm glad you woke up because you both are enabling him. He will never learn to stand on his OWN two feet if you all continue to support him.
Isn't it funny how kids think they know every damn thing and cant wait to get out on their own. Once they get out their they can't handle it and are BEGGING to come home.
I have a son almost 19 ready to hop the next flight and come home. When that reality hits they realize it's being grown isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Goddess...thanks for stopping by and commenting...I know we have been tripping...but the shades are off and its a new sherriff in town...better late than never, I guess...I now wish I would've been stronger about $7000 dollars ago, but I had to learn a lesson too. I was ALWAYS fearful that he would end up selling drugs or robbing people, so I gave and gave...but now, fuck it...he can sell, steal, whatever, he is the one that has to pay the consequences not me...i did the best i could do!
End of year plan should have been the plan all along... but hey...I'm on the outside looking in.
...but yea, 37 yo can still be adopted if you got room...just sayin'.
Thanks for stopping by.
At 23? I was paying my moms bills not the other way around. I don't know about that one, maybe I could be down a foster child or something. LOL
All I wanna know is how can I be down...loan a sister a dollar...LOL
Sidenote: Im speechless, I think everyone as well as yourself got this one under control
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