Tossing the baby out with the water

Day No. 3286....they are here again....sprawled across my beautiful expensive couches with no regard to laying down of sheets or blankets--they use the pillows as haphazard coverings and drool on the one under their head. As I drink my coffee, holding back the urge to kick the back of the couch in order to wake them up and get them off of my couch, I watch in pain as the squirm and scrounge their bodies into the fabric. I know they are sweaty and all I can remember is my mother saying how body oils destroy fabric and I grimace.
Back on day no. 2509, I found Febreeze.....once they leave I joyfully spray all the couches vehemently. The dogs keep their distance as I forcefully pull the trigger over and over hoping that it will fix more than just the smell of dirty boys...I pretend it does in my mind.
Hunger wakes them up. I used to make breakfast for them but that seemed to encourage them to come over more; stay longer. They leave to find egg sandwiches---I want one too, but know that this will force them to return with it and that would defeat my purpose. Do they fold the blankets or fix the pillows that they have strewn around the couch and floor before they leave??....no.
Each day I threaten that this is the LAST time we are doing this......one of my sons agrees with me--or so I think. They reappear just as I head off to bed. I turn off the lights, lock 2 out of 3 doors. I think positive thoughts that tonight I will have a break and no one will be camped out on my furniture. They are waiting.....they know my routine. They pry open the window and unlock the door. They raid my refridgerator. They go to sleep on my couch with every possible light on and the TV running. My electric bill gets yet another hit.
Yesterday, my husband announced that 2 of our boys are moving out soon to be closer to college and their sister...Today I announced that I am giving them my 2 overly used and abused couches...he asked me where I was getting the money for that.....well, from the 500 a month I will save in electricity, I will buy less Febreeze and my food bill will drop by a cool 1000.00 a month....I kid you NOT.
Day No. 3342.....I can hear the beep beep beep from the Old Brick furniture truck backing up my drive....:)

WHAT? Why?....

It's an intense title. Bert came up with it. I was shooting for things such as "Going out on a limb" and "Blunt opinions". After an hour, I got up and found him in the kitchen and asked him his opinion. He sat there smiling at me as I rattled off my ideas that even I wasn't terribly impressed with and he quickly--I mean in 3 seconds, quickly--says, Adopted and Unholy. I immediately checked to see if he was pulling my chain, but he wasn't. "Wow." I replied. "Your serious?" Of course he was. "It's been an issue for you all of your life even if you didn't want it to be."
Now here is the blunt part. Adoption is a good answer to a very unfortunate set of circumstances being that two people had sex and the outcome far from what they bargained for between the sheets. Do not believe for one second that this doesn't coat one's life (that life being the adoptee)in all kinds of weird ways.
Now as to the Unholy portion....that, I am far from being but some think differently. I've been a spiritual person all my life. But the issues have stemmed from what one considers to be spiritual. To define myself, I would say that I am Buddist, with a heavy dose of Wiccan beliefs who believes in a God/Goddess and knows there is an afterlife. BUT, I am NOT a born again Christian....herein is where the issue lies....and you know what? It just dawned on me that being a Christian (born again-whatever the hell that is supposed to really mean...) is becoming a PC way of life. If you say you are one, you are cleared on so many levels. You can do all kinds of things and God will just forgive and forget. You want to show someone what you are in one word--"I'm a Christian!" and its all good! But that I will never stoop to. And for that, I am not forgiven by many.....really makes you go "hmmmmm...." doesn't it?
More later......:)