shiksagoddess
Is it me?
Am I being too sensitive?
That's a hard question to ask myself. I'm getting furious at the Mensch because he won't pick up his clothes or complains when he has to do dishes. But this is nothing new.
I want to slap my youngest daughter, Lulu, who has always been difficult. She is getting cranky with me. I know she's worried about her sister and is caring for her, but I don't deserve her venom.
Tonight, I called Birdy at about 9 p.m. She didn't answer. It could have been because she was in the shower, or knocked out cold.
So I texted Lulu to ask if Birdy was nesting down for the night. A short, terse reply came back, "yes." OK, so now I know not to call back in a little while. I needed to let Birdy get some sleep. No probs.
I got home, hopped on Facebook, and saw that Lulu had posted a profanity-laced rant about "Why is it that I have to be the social connection? Can't get a hold of someone? Oh I know, I'll call or text Trish, she'll connect me through! I'm not anyone' f###ing secretary. You can't get a hold of them, then they are either busy or dont want to talk to you... I'm &%$# done with this S@!t"
A woman in class was a snot tonight. She is taking a class I've already taken, so I had my final project with me and thought I'd show it to her. She actually sneered and said "hm. Nice."
Thank you so much, (w)itch, for making me feel stupid.
And old friend from high school said something snarky about an even older friend from high school. OMG! Was he always such a judgmental, condescending, self-rightous prig? Is the fact she put out in high school (30+ years ago) truly relevant to who and what she is today? Do I really need this?
Then, to add the fluffernut to my feces sandwich, the Mensch sprinkled on too much a@@hole dust and has outdone himself in p/a chicanery. He made an entire 8-quart pot of stew, and DELIBERATELY seasoned it badly so that Moon Goddess and I wouldn't "eat it all up" on him. How do I know? When I gently tried to tell him the stew didn't taste good, he said "Good! I'm thrilled! Now maybe the food I make won't get eaten up."
The food I pay half of... 8 quarts of stew... the mind boggles.
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