I don't believe the shit I am expected to put up with.

I just went out to get the mail...and found that someone had driven through my yard. All the way around it ~ through my flowerbed and everything. It was very easy to see the tracks since everything was so wet.

So. I begin asking questions. I find out that it was Wunnerboy's mother.

His whole attitude was that he didn't understand what the fuss was about. He knew that she was coming over. He said that she was bringing over a lawnmower and that she probably was looking for a way to get the trailer turned around.

As if that's supposed to *^D$C@%#!(&%^&$%* explain every damn thing.

I felt as if I've been run over myself. It may not look like much but I have put so much time in what is here. How disrespectful of both him and her to do this. Him for not telling me and her for just running over everything as if she owns the damn place. I tried to talk to Wunnerboy about how it made me feel and all he would say is, "O.k., then she won't ever be over here ever again."

No discussion. No nothing. Nothing like "I'll talk to her about it and she won't drive through the yard again." Nothing like "Oh, ma has a spare lawnmower and she would like to give it to us. Do you want to go get it or let her bring it here?" Nothing. I told Wunnerboy that his mother could still come over ~ just don't drive through the yard. All he did was to repeat, "O.k., then she won't ever be over here ever again."

I get told nothing and when I get mad for what they mess up, I'm the bad guy for the simple fact that I get angry and I don't let them run over me.

What am I supposed to do? I am certainly not going to just 'take it'. I will not lie down.