For those of you have known me for a few years, you might remember a friend of mine who ended up living with me and mine for a long while after years of our help with her life. When we finally came to the decision that she needed to go elsewhere, sponge off someone else.......it was hard, torutured decision. One we made AFTER years of draining us of thousands of dollars, no rent, wrecking our car as she drove to and from a job that cost US more in gas and repairs than she made, me being thrust into the middle of her "boyfriend" relationships, her familial relationships (everyone turned her out for no reason), trying to develop relationships with her children with whom she hadn't lived or cared for for years (also, someone else's fault). eye roll, deep breath.
After we asked her to go somewhere else, she moved to Colorado. We were "friends" on Facebook. She did the same thing there. Got a job, lost it for being falsely accused of stealing or failing a drug test.......according to her........it is all a set-up. Uh-huh. Nod. Anyway, over the last three years, the only time she ever contacted us was when she needed help. Money.
Then, after two weeks of spouting off about her planned trip "home", where she is from, where we live...........she contacted us about an "emergency" travel plan. The DAY she landed in texas, she sent messages for a ride from the airport to her destination 120 miles from here. No. I said "No.". No. She not only wanted a ride from the airport, she wanted to spend the night at our house, get a ride to her destination the next day..................EASTER. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha..........................NO.
Because my beloved was caught up in the argument with me about how horrible a person I am, and took half an hour to override my decision by getting in the car to go get her, he was half an hour late to pick her up. She was gone. Know why? Ha ha Ha Ha........because she had a back-up plan, an old boyfriend who live over an hour away. Yeah, timing..........think about it.
Then, on Easter Sunday, she contacted my beloved to tell him she could get a ride to our house (15 miles away from the airport) on Monday night and needed a ride to the airport on Tuesday for her flight back at 7am. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha...................Fuck no. She called it an "emergency". No, as the saying goes, "lack of planning on your part is not an emergency on mine". No.
My beloved is leaving, today, for a business trip out of town, he cannot say yes because I've already told him no. I won't. Not gonna. Period. It's been a tense few days around here. He feels sorry for her, most men do, that's how she makes her living. But, chuckle.................she isn't getting another cent from my man, my family.