WTF....

So, finally getting around to posting about this now that I'm all chilled out about it. Tuesday was supposed to be a laid back day for the most part. The plan was that on my day off, go back to Oak Harbor and disassemble and bring home the boys bunkbeds. Sounds simple and uneventful, right? Nope, not in my life. Nothing can ever be that simple or uneventful. So I show up, everythings going great, we're getting along and then his mother shows up. She gives me a f-you look when she just walks right in, no knock, no ringing of the doorbell, just waltzes right in. So she closes herself in the room that steve is in (taking apart the 2nd bed while I sort through the toys and garbage in the other room). She starts talking to him about "the dna issue". Now I know where that big fat load of shit came from. Psycho. So I confront her and she gets all bitchy with me. So I get really bitchy with her and it becomes an argument and I wind up pushing her out of my face. I told her several things I thought of her, along the lines of she's a shitty mother, shitty grandmother and a child abuser. Because it's true. And I also told her she was crazy. But not in such nice words, any of it. I was pissed. And the stupid bitch called the cops on me, so now I'll be getting a citation in the mail (since I left) and possibly have to go to court and jail. God I fucking hate her. All I wanted for that day was to have a relaxing day, get the kids beds, maybe con lunch out of steve and be on my way. But no, she couldn't let me have that. She had to show up and start shit. I told Steve to keep the fucking beds, I'd buy them new ones somehow and they could continue to fight for who gets to sleep on the couch. At least he was nice enough to try and make things better for me on his end, and I'll be trying yet again to pick up the beds. So help me god, if she shows up, I'm calling the cops on her for tresspassing. I'm so sick of the drama. That's all he's given me, whether he's meant to or not, is drama. I want a nice quiet peaceful life, that's all I want. I'm tired of drama in my life, I'm tired of never having a quiet peaceful day. I just want to have a place of my own, with my kids, and be happy. Is that too much to ask? I think it must be honestly, because I just can't seem to have that.