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“Well, everyone I know has got a reason to say put the past away…”
My mother in law died.
It’s weird, thinking about her like that… considering her son, my husband, has been dead for 10 years. Is she still even my mother in law? I mean I guess so, since I never remarried…
She was in her 80s and she had Parkinson’s. I hadn’t spent a lot of time with her in the past few years… because it’s difficult for me. Plus I didn’t really feel very welcome in her home.
But yeah. My mother in law died. On top of everything else going on, I certainly didn’t expect that news today.
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“How you gonna ever find your place runnin at artificial pace?”
A lot has happened since my last post.
First of all, my community has been very hard-hit by Hurricane Helene. That’s a post for another time.
But my Spidey senses are telling me that someone has kinda sorta moved on. They’ve stopped breadcrumbing me. In fact, during the height of the hurricane aftermath they basically gave up on me. Stopped trying to reach out and see if I was ok. It was more fun to go out on the town and drink the night away. Not saying I blame them… just made me realize my place.
Honestly? If they’ve found someone then I am super duper happy for them!!! The moment I realized that might be what’s happening made me smile, because this person deserves happiness.
But dude. Don’t forget about your friends. About the ones that try their best to lift you up and help you to be better.
I’m struggling and you don’t give a crap about it.
So when I am not the same person that you left, just remember you pushed me into this corner.
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“Misdirecting my affection, Guess I haven’t learned my lesson.”
What a whirlwind. This will be a long post, btw.
About a week ago, someone came into my life on a personal level. They were an acquaintance through work, but I had taken care of a project for one of their family members. I had emailed and spoken to this person on the phone a few times. Thursday the project was done, so they came to pick it up in person.
Not gonna lie, dude was attractive. He talked to me and my coworker for a bit before he left.
…yet he continued to email me for the rest of the workday. Conversation was good, so I ended up sending emails from my personal email address. Dude was being flirty, and hey – I liked the attention… so why not?
We talked for a couple days over email, then moved it over to WhatsApp. We talked pretty consistently and regularly over there. Even tipsyJenn got in on it the other night, and I got wayyyyy too flirty, which he seemed to enjoy.
But yesterday things came to a halt. And I’m bothered by it, so I wanna talk about it.
I had this feeling gnawing at me, like there was something else going on… maybe he is married and just good at hiding it. I pushed it aside, knowing we weren’t doing anything except messaging and flirting some, so was it really so bad?
Yesterday I spoke to one of my coworkers from a different shop, and they have been friends with this dude for like 30 years. I didn’t ask my coworker about the guy because there were people around, but I DID message the guy and said “Just spoke to [coworker]. I swear if people hadn’t been nearby I would have asked him about you lol”
He replies “LOL!! That’s funny…….
that might not be a good idea though.
[My coworker] will talk to [owner of his place of business] and he will flip the hell out if he knows you and I “talk” with you working for [my boss]…
I know its none of his business but if [my coworker] says something then [his business owner] will lose his marbles bad…I simply respond with “(thinking emoji) “Why?”
His reply:
“As a business owner he sees that we (business owners) [context: this dude is the VP of the company] can’t have anything but professional contact with customers or businesses that we do business with… I know that’s crazy but I can partly understand that…”I read and re-read that message for a few minutes before replying with:
“That makes me sad, honestly. 1, that somebody else is butting into business that doesn’t concern them and 2, …I mean, come on, I work with my ex husband. I’m not your typical person that holds grudges, stuff wouldn’t affect business…. 3, so this is just for funsies then right? Like what if we had met outside of the workplace and then we figured out our companies do business with each other?”Him:
“I know… we have a policy in our corporate stuff about personal relationship conflicts with vendors and customers of some sort. I think its to not jeopardize the business relationship or something like that…
Funsies? You mean just for fun? That’s not what I meant by telling you that you know. I just met you and its Way More than just funsies!!! We will have to see where we go as friends of the same interests…? “But this isn’t sitting right with me. I reply:
“The business relationship in this instance wouldn’t be affected, honestly I don’t see how it could. These are [my boss’s] companies and all I am to him is an employee, not anyone that actually has any kind of power about anything. But whatever.
And by “just for funsies” I mean it was only intended to be talking because you knew it wasn’t going anywhere.”Him:
“I completely understand what you are saying. That’s not at all why I started talking to you. I was very impressed with you especially when I met you the other day and I wanted to get to know you. I didn’t and don’t have any thoughts to just talk to you because I think it’s just fun. No way.”And my reply:
“I’m just really confused. And honestly, I can’t tell if I’m sad or hurt. Pretty much because I don’t understand. Sorry, I’m just trying to process this.”Him:
“There’s no way in a million years I’d wanna make you sad or hurt you.
You’re not gonna talk to me anymore?
I sure hope you don’t decide to do that…”Me:
“I didn’t say that I wouldn’t talk to you anymore. I’m just trying to understand what the heck is happening.”Him:
“Maybe I can try hard to re-explain what I sent you earlier??? I really don’t wanna be in a position where you won’t talk to me. Really I don’t.
… [him saying he has an appointment with a client coming up and will be unavailable for conversation]…
But I will message you in a bit.”Me:
“We’re good. Take care of your customers. We can talk later. Maybe actually talk on the phone or something?”Him:
“You are sweet!”{Radio silence beginning at 1:09pm Wednesday}
He hadn’t even opened WhatsApp. I checked it a few times throughout the evening.
I sent a message at 9:42pm saying
“So you don’t want to talk to me?”{Continued silence.}
When I get up this morning I do open WhatsApp just to see if he had been on at all. Still said he was “last seen at 1:09pm”. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmok.
My phone dinged at 6:43am as I was driving to work.
“I’m sorry. Yesterday turned into a shit show. My dad fell yesterday and ended up at the hospital and I was there until 2am this morning.”
When I got to work I replied:
(6:58am) “How’s your dad doing?”(8:18am) “He’s stable, but they are still running tests. [proceeds to tell me what happened and how bad the injuries are.] I appreciate you asking.”
Me: (8:22am) “Of course, if there’s anything I can do let me know. I hate that this happened.”
{it’s currently 9:40am and no additional communication; he hasn’t even seen my message.}
So, dearest gentle readers… I’m obviously being played. But I’m trying to figure out to what extent. The dad thing could be for real, but for somebody that was even remotely interested in the person they were “talking” to… knowing that there was a need for an important conversation… wouldn’t you at least send some kind of text message between 1:09pm and midnight to indicate that there was some kind of incident keeping you from doing such things?
I’m understanding when it comes to family situations, and emergency situations… heck I can understand being busy with work or WHATEVER. But freaking communicate. Leaving me hanging for hours did nothing positive for you, only solidified the fact that this was all fun and games to you… playing me for a fool.
Part of me still thinks he’s married. Or in some kind of relationship that doesn’t leave him as free to talk.
To quote a fantastic song by one of my favorite bands Arrows In Action,
“Tired of feeling like the party’s over
When everybody says it’s just begun
A buck short and another day older
Guess I can’t outrun the sun
Not made of money, but it’s making sense
When how it goes just becomes how it went
Misdirecting my affection,
Guess I haven’t learned my lesson.” -
“If everything is nothing, then are we anything?”
It’s funny how certain things invoke nostalgia…
This morning on my way into work I bought a bag of Halloween candy. An assorted mix with Reeses, KitKat, Whoppers, Hershey’s bars, etc. I keep the candy bowl stocked up in the office for customers (and us), and I like to keep the good stuff on hand. We had been out for a few weeks and I decided that today was the day.
While eating my lunch, I grabbed a couple of the Reeses pumpkins and a pack of the Whoppers.
I had forgotten how much I love Whoppers, and how every time I eat them they remind me of Halloween when I was a kid. I remember trick-or-treating in the cold weather. I remember our candy bowl at home having Milk Duds and Whoppers for any trick-or-treaters that stopped by our house. Fall is my favorite time of year, and this candy just makes me feel like a kid again.
Happy memories. <3
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“I want you to notice when I’m not around…”
Good grief it has been a busy day so far. And the day is only about 2/3 over!
Got up, did a little meditation. Got on Fortnite for about an hour. Hopped off to go do yardwork and cleaning stuff. About 1:30 decided we needed food, so I made pancakes and eggs. Then went back out to mow the yard some more. Then I came in to shower…
I’ll be drying my hair soon then going to the grocery store. Meeting up with some out of town family for dinner at 6, then coming home to play some more video games. Gonna be a heck of a day!
Funny thing. I had saved this as a draft before heading to the grocery store. I was listening to Creep which is why the song lyrics are the title of the blog post…
Apparently somebody did notice when I wasn’t around. I got a few texts and a phone call (which I couldn’t answer really due to the fact that I was in the middle of nowhere with no good signal). It’s nice to be missed.
Ok, time to get on Fortnite now. Later friends.
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“Blueberries and butterflies, the pretty things that greet my eyes…”
again with the mainfestation stuff.
I feel like something big is around the corner.
The love I’ve been searching for is gonna find me. It’s going to be like nothing I’ve ever experienced yet everything I’ve always wanted. The one who loves me as I am, faults and all. They will work through my traumas with me. They will make me feel more than I ever knew I could. …and I’ve felt a lot.
My financial situation will get significantly better too.
I refuse the things that are only going to confuse me.
I attract, I don’t chase.
What I desire, desires me more.
That’s all for today. <3
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“Am I wasting my breath? Probably…”
I recently heard the phrase “A crush is just a lack of information” and I have learned how true it is.
The crush phase is when you’re kind of obsessed with somebody – because you don’t truly know them yet.
When you spend more time with and learn more about your crush, things change.
Gotta decide if this is really what you wanna be attached to… or if you’re good to move on.
Not gonna lie… it feels like a lot right now. I don’t think that’s what I want to be attached to in more than a friendship way. I think.
Lots to think on.
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Mantras and affirmations
So I’m trying to manifest some stuff.
I don’t chase, I attract.
What ever I desire, desires me more.It’s about time I get treated the way I deserve.
I’m tired of running around with my feelings in charge.Whatever is mine will find me.
Whomever is mine will put forth the effort and I won’t have to wonder.
I’m about to get a very big blessing.
That’s all for now.
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“She’s a girl with the best intentions, he’s a man of his own invention…”
I’ve already threatened to stab somebody at work. XD
Don’t worry… I’m not going to actually stab somebody. The person I threatened was my first husband anyway, he’s safe from stabbing.
But speaking of work, it’s getting really stressful. I’m looking forward to the long weekend; it’s only TUESDAY.
I need to get things lined up for the next concert of the year. I want to go see Sister Hazel soon. They’re the only band I’ve seen so far this year and due to other artists cancelling (or my general not being able to go), they’re also next on the list. They’ve released a couple of songs since I saw them last, so I’m really looking forward to the next show!
Last thought for the moment… Everyone is fighting a battle daily, whether it’s with people in their worlds or the battles inside their heads. Some of my friends have really been going through it lately. I want y’all to know how much I love you, how much you mean to me, and that I am here for you even when you don’t want to be here for yourself.
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“I’m waiting, waiting…”
I feel like I hide in the shadows a lot.
I mean, I feel like I’m justified in that considering the stuff I’ve been through and how I’m not trying to draw attention to myself… but sometimes you just wanna be part of the fun. You want your tiny little sliver of spotlight so you can show others the true you, your fun self.
I wish others could get to know that side of me. I wish I would let others see it.
All in due time I guess.
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“Not gonna over think or over stress about forever, you and I don’t need that pressure…”
After about 30 hours in turmoil, I’m doing a lot better.
Yesterday morning I sent an apology video.
Yesterday mid-afternoon, I got a text reply.
I’m thrilled that he wants to stay friends with me. Thankfully, I think only being about 6 weeks into something gives us the ability to keep the friendship intact.
Time to work on myself some more and keep on keepin’ on.
Time for more art and craft stuff. More gardening. More time with my pupper.
Time to get my house in order, there’s a lot of work that needs to be done. Perhaps I’ll pick up some skills along the way (gotta figure out how to do the drywall thing).
And time to cultivate MORE friendships other than the ones I’ve been clinging to for the past two months. These friends are great, don’t get me wrong – but I am going to put the effort into growing friendships with some of my lady friends. It’s time.
What a difference a day makes. <3
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“… we can be forgiven, and I will be here…”
The first time I went to his place, it felt a lot like a typical dude-dwelling. I was there early enough that he hadn’t finished with work yet, and you know what he did? He put Bridgerton on the TV so I could watch something I was interested in while he finished work. I didn’t ask him to specifically put on Bridgerton, he knew that it was a show I enjoyed and he hasn’t seen it, so he put it on. He had me sit in his massaging recliner (which admittedly overwhelmed me at first [which freaked me out but I got a grip on it], but then I ended up enjoying) and gave me a blanket to cover up with while he finished work.
I sat back and looked between him and the TV many times, thinking that this was an incredibly sweet gesture.
The second time I went to his place, he had bought some candles and had them lit when I arrived. Candles do make the place more inviting. Again, I thought that was a really nice gesture. He asked me if I could even smell them (I could), haha… I noticed, for sure. I had brought him popcorn as a gift because the grocery store had been out of his favorite snack the previous time I was there, and they hadn’t gotten any in stock yet. He seemed really happy with that gesture. I caught myself a few times just sitting and staring at him, smiling and realizing how happy I was.
The third time at his place was more amazing, in my opinion. I was so much more comfortable than the previous two times I was there. He cooked for me on Saturday. He had told me he had something for me, and gave me a bag of plain m&ms (my favorite). So many freaking times I was just smiling like an idiot, telling myself how happy I was… I was definitely head-over-heels.
Then I had to go and burst the bubble.
I’ve been through a lot in my not-so-distant past. A lot of that is a dark cloud hanging over my head. It prohibits me from doing a lot of stuff that I want to do.
I had told myself not to get involved with anyone with kids. But THIS GUY, THIS situation felt miles different than anything I’d ever been a part of before.
This conversation was something I knew I had to do face-to-face. The fact that I only saw him every other weekend really put a strain on availability to talk. Sunday morning I sat down to talk to him about everything. I didn’t want to hide it anymore. He deserved to know. My feelings for him were growing exponentially and I knew if I didn’t tell him that very day, that very morning – I would be messing it up really badly when I *did* tell him.
And apparently I waited too late.
“I wish we had had this conversation sooner.”
Rips me to my core.
I love you and care about you and want the best for you. I am 100% your supporter and will do anything in my power to help you to succeed. I want to be your friend. I hope you still let me.
Thank you for the best six weeks I’ve had in quite a while.
I said I’m sorry but what for?
If I hurt you then I hate myself.
I don’t want to hate myself, I don’t want to hurt you.
Why do you choose your pain if you only knew how much I love you... -
“No don’t get stressed it’s gon’ get figured out…”
Having weekend plans that don’t involve the person you are seeing is a struggle as a codependent.
Also, trying to work on your codependency and recognizing when you’re exhibiting codependent behaviors is a struggle.
This weekend I was at an event in a couple hours away from home. It’s an event that I try to volunteer for every year.
I made plans to stay with my ex-boyfriend’s family because it was near their city. They are still very dear to me, we talk pretty much weekly, and I love them! They understand that just because it didn’t work out with their son and I, doesn’t mean that we can’t still have a friendship.
Friday night I told my dearest friend that I volunteer with about how things were going a lot better for me recently. I told her I have even started opening myself up to the idea of being with somebody again. Including, you know, a guy that I was kind of currently interested in. She said to me “just be careful and don’t lose yourself.” She has seen me go through multiple relationships that were not good for me. For her to say this really has kind of sat with me all weekend long.
I did talk to my dude a couple of times… Well actually more than a couple of times this weekend. I talked to him some on Friday as I was driving into the city, I talked to him Friday evening when I was driving to the event, and I talked to him Friday evening when I was on my way back to my friends house. Then we texted and talked a little online that night, and that was that. The next day of course I sent a good morning text, he sent one back once he woke up, but then we didn’t really talk for many hours.I have realized that I anxiously await his text tone. When I do receive a text, I get that dopamine hit and it’s like an addiction. Knowing that, it’s really hard to not want to text all the time just to get that dopamine hit again. However, it seems like he’s not as big on texting… Sometimes, sure, but if he’s busy, then he’ll get to my message when he gets to my message. And that’s hard for me. It shouldn’t be! But it is. This is nothing against him. This is me recognizing and putting words to my actions, and seeing what I’m doing, so I can actively try to do better.
He seems like an incredibly secure person. He doesn’t have the anxiety like I do when it comes to life in general, especially relationships. So this is different, this whole thing feels different to me… And I can’t really put a finger on it. Don’t know if this is too different that I can’t handle it, or if this is what a healthy relationship looks like, and I need to just reign myself in… I’m leaning towards that last one. If this is what healthy looks like, and my crazies aren’t scaring him away, then I owe it to him to work on myself and make this less difficult. He deserves a healthy person on the opposite side too.
I know we are not an official anything right now. But talking to him about my feelings is hard… all while trying to not give off stage five clinger vibes. I am really having to be aware about what it is that I’m doing in order to not being a clingy person. Anxious attachment styles really suck. But at least I’m aware of it, and I’m actively trying to do better.
Sorry for the jumbled rambles. This is just what’s inside my head. Again, I’m trying to put it into actual words so I can see it for what it is (anxiety), try to figure out why I’m feeling that way (my past, most likely), and recognize what the healthy thing to do in this situation is. That’s all.
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“…someday I’ll be everything to somebody else.”
I know I wrote about crushes recently… and here’s another post about the one I’m currently having. lol
As a person who has codependent tendencies, yet has learned a lot and is really trying to be different this time around, man crushes are difficult!
The guy I’m into is a gamer. (Not surprising, we had been playing the same game together a lot and did a bit of bonding and such that way.) My brain knows that a lot of the time that we aren’t talking (and he’s not at work or sleeping or taking care of his child), he’s probably gaming.
Yet all I want to do is text him and talk to him. I know (I KNOW) that’s unhealthy. I get sad when I can’t talk to him — but only momentarily. Even today, right now, as a working woman at her job, I wish I could talk to him. But I know he’s working. I’m not going to get in the way of his job and his livelihood just because I can’t get a grip on my emotions. That’s a very selfish thing to do. So I take a deep breath, recognize that what I am feeling is silly, and start to focus on something else (some of my work, a hobby, talking to other friends, whatever). It helps.
In this department, any growth is positive, right?
Something else I have noticed about him… he makes me feel safe.
We played a “20 questions” type game where we took turns asking questions of each other (and after we answered each other’s question, we would typically answer our own question before moving on to the next one). Some of his answers really hit me as being mature and swoon-worthy. He even has a favorite flower (and it was original, not basic flowers that every man knows)! I’ve heard him talking to his child on the phone and when the child was with him recently, even heard him interacting with other children… He’s a really good father and a wonderful man. Strong and sensitive and smart. What more could you ask for?
I really like him and I don’t want to mess this up. Therefore, gotta try to keep my anxieties and emotions in check.
Struggles of a codependent XD
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“Living life and soaking up the memories…”
I had one of the best days of my life yesterday.
Met up with a friend; they drove an hour and a half to hang out with me. I was planning to attend an event sort of related to my workplace (one of our customers was having an event), and invited them along. After a bit, we went to grab lunch. We hung out and talked for a while more (fully enjoying the air conditioning), then went back to the customer’s place for the final scheduled parts of the event.
After that we went for ice cream. 🙂 That’s definitely one of my favorite parts of the day. We sat in the car and talked some more, then we went axe throwing. Then we went to one of the only local places to have a drink, and talked some more. I totally lost track of time.
My legs hurt today from all the standing and walking. While it “wasn’t a date”, but just “two friends hanging out”… I’m looking forward to seeing them again. Perhaps soon enough they will want an actual date? Stay tuned, friendos.
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“All those words came undone…”
10 years have passed.
10 years since I have feared for my life like never before.
10 years since I was simultaneously sure and unsure of something.
10 years since I last saw them.
10 years since just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did.A lot happens in 10 years…
a lot.Here’s to moving forward wiser, smarter, and eventually happier.
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“If I let this wave swallow me down…”
America’s healthcare system is a joke. Health insurance is a fake security blanket that placebos you into thinking you’re covered, but when you actually need something? Yikes.
I’m more fortunate than most, this I am 100% aware of. I am in generally good health, albeit overweight and I have some other issues that need attention… but it’s not “bad enough” that I feel like I need to seek immediate medical guidance on it.
With the exception of my freaking anxiety.
It’s to the point where I’ve mentioned actually going to see a doctor about getting medicated. Transparency: About 10 years ago I was on anxiety/depression meds for about 6 months. I took myself off of them (not smart, I know) and have been unmedicated ever since. The depression isn’t as bad as it was, but as the years go on, my anxiety going unchecked has become a big problem.
As my loving family member said to me a few weeks ago, “if it’s to the point where you think you need medication, then you probably do.” I appreciate their honesty with me. Seriously, J, you are the best for being real with me and helping me to see the steps I need to take to get this going.
I use the Healthcare marketplace because my employer doesn’t offer insurance. (We’re not a large company.) No biggie, I’ve been doing this a few years now. Each year I seem to switch to a different one, but that’s just the name of the game… you go with what you can afford, right? Typically I don’t go to the doctor. I don’t go for regular checkups. If I feel sick I deal with it using over-the-counter stuff.
Admittedly, I know this is my issue for not being thorough and thinking about my future needs… but when I logged in to check out what all my current health insurance covers and how much copays were and all…
Y’all, my PCP copay is $40.
$40 each time I need to see my PCP. Each time I would need to go in to talk about how the meds are doing, to see how it’s working with me / if I need to change it / whatever.
I can’t afford that right now. I can barely afford my bills.
So I just suffer with my (sometimes debilitating) anxiety and I keep marching on.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? Nah. What doesn’t kill you sometimes makes you wish you never existed at all.
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“You sprinkle stardust on my pillow case, it’s like a moonbeam brushed across my face…”
Dreams are funny, man.
Why does our brain decide to bring back certain people randomly? Sometimes, I expect to dream about a particular person. Other times, it’s a total surprise.
The funny thing to me is, the person that visited me in my dream last night (who is someone still with us on this Earth, mind you), I haven’t seen since they were six years old. They’re almost 16 now.
In my dreams, it was the six-year old version of them. Hanging out with me.
This six year old was my best friend in the entire world. I miss them with everything I am.
Counting down the days…
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This one’s a doozy.
Buckle up, buttercup. We’re about to go on a wild ride.
My son got married last year. His wife’s birthday was last week.
Earlier last week, my sister let me know that my married son asked her to bake a birthday cake for his wife’s birthday (specifically, an angel food cake). I was a little unsure why he asked her over me (considering I’m the “baker” of the family), but I told her I’d take care of the cake so she didn’t have to.
Birthday day arrives. I have a birthday card and a gift card for my daughter-in-law. While I was at work, my son texted me saying he took his bride to Cracker Barrel for lunch. I asked if he still wanted an angel food cake with strawberries for her, since I had told my sister I was going to do it. He mentioned that her mom had made her a strawberry shortcake, but that he felt like she would like the angel food cake as well. I told him I was going to pick it up on the way home after work.
After work I stopped by the bank (payday, yay) then ran over to the grocery store. I picked up a fresh angel food cake, some good looking strawberries, and stopped over in the dairy department to get some whipped cream. Headed to the checkout then go home.
About an hour later, I go to see my son and the birthday girl. She seemed happy and appreciative that I got her an angel food cake with strawberries (which she took one out of the package right then to eat) and the whipped cream. We talked for a bit then I went over to see my parents right next door. Everything seemed hunky-dory!
…until last night.
Around 8:30pm I was laying in bed, watching videos on my phone. I hear my son’s car (which is pretty loud), wondering if he was in my driveway like it sounded…
Then the car turned off. I knew he was there. The dogs started going bonkers since there was a visitor. I go to open the door for him and I could tell something was wrong.
We talked for a couple of minutes then I finally said “Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Something is wrong. Tell me.”
*sigh* “[Wife] is upset.”
“What? Did I do something? What did I do?”
*another sigh and shaking of his head* “She’s upset that… you didn’t make her an angel food cake.”
*confused look* “But I brought her an angel food cake from the store?”
*hangs head* “I know.”
“Wait, you’re saying she is upset that I gave her a store-bought cake and didn’t make it from scratch?”
*shakes head* “Yeah, pretty much.”We continued to discuss the absurdity of her being upset over a birthday cake. We discussed how he and I work full time jobs, and how making an angel food cake from scratch would take me a couple of hours, and how she (currently not working due to her seasonal job) doesn’t understand that people have lives outside of her.
He hung out for an hour and a half, not sure of what the heck to actually say to her when he got back. I didn’t understand why she was sweet about it to my face on Thursday night, then waited until MONDAY night to have him come say something to me??? Can she not fight her own battles? Oh, by the way, she told him “You make sure she knows I cried over this.” I was like…..???????? So I replied “ok, well, make sure she knows I held my tears in because I didn’t want to upset you.” Like, her crying over this is supposed to make me feel worse??? Come on.
He went home around 10pm and I went to bed. Cried a bit but finally dozed off… angry and upset about this whole situation.
You think it’s the end of the story, right?
This morning I see my baby sis, the one that was originally asked to make the angel food cake. I sit her down and tell her of last night’s shenanigans.
She proceeds to tell me that my nephew went to her Friday and asked her to make the angel food cake, because my daughter-in-law didn’t get one and she was upset about it. My sister went out on Saturday and bought a boxed cake mix and some strawberries and baked the cake for her… all because my nephew was under the impression that his friend, my son’s wife, didn’t get the birthday cake she was hoping for. She even showed me a screenshot of a message between my son and his wife about how she was so happy to finally have a homemade angel food cake. She said she thought maybe I had picked up a pound cake or something else instead of the angel food cake like I told her I would get… and she apologized for not checking with me.
What the actual F— y’all. Not only did she manipulate people to get what she wanted, she’s ungrateful for the things she did get and I’m now even a little upset with my son for neglecting to tell me the part about my sister making the cake (which I fully intend to call him out on today).
I’m having a difficult time processing this.
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“I’m tired of singing all the sad songs in my head…”
It’s been rainy in my neck of the woods for most of the week. Warmer, yes, but rainy. Yesterday my mental health was in the dumpster. Sitting at my desk, working on art files, listening to music, and trying not to cry. Ugh, I hate being so emotional all the time.
Yesterday was definitely a day that I wished I had some ice cream in the work freezer.
Thankfully the girl puppers were (mostly) well behaved and the house wasn’t a disaster when I got home. Dinner was fast and easy, played some Fortnite, then went to bed.
And today is payday so that already makes today better than yesterday.
Let’s make the best of a crappy situation!