Yesterday was one of those days. A lot of anger and fighting. It was short lived but it sure ruined the whole day. Today everyone is just down. Some day this has to end.

The boys got into one hairy fight. Branden kept typing to kick Billy and Billy would not stand still. Branden kept yelling at him to stop and come back. WHY??? I would not stand still and let someone drop kick me!! It was mainly verbal, EXCEPT for the large hole Branden kicked in the wall in the house. Why not, G0-pa will fix it.



G-pa went totally ballistic. He is so very tired of their destruction. 14 years of it is a few too many. You would think by now that they would figure out that the stress they are causing is not good on either of us.

Tomorrow the so called Functional Family Therapist is coming for one of the last times. These 12 weeks have been a total waste of his time and ours. In order for something like that to work, everyone has to buy into the program. that didn't happen. Branden gave him a lot of lip service and did what he wanted.

Well, I can say that Billy has been doing better since our last meeting at the school. He even worked his tail off over the weekend making the yard look great. (Branden took off to the beach after being told not to.) Oh well. We worked all three days as the weather was great. I have a sun burnt nose to prove it.


OK, I will end this bitch session. I know that the Lord will never give us more than we can handle. So in that I put my faith.

Stay safe and happy,
Granny