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Sunday ramblings
10 29 2006 Sunday
I find I’m irritated with most everyone in my life: all but my on-line friends. Strange. Perhaps it’s the season. I know this one is always difficult because it’s difficult for my mother. Anything difficult for her becomes very difficult for me.
I’m getting weird vibes from Angie and Dave, almost like a continuation from the weird vibes when we visited with them at Dave and Jenny’s. Sent a good sized email yesterday, general chat and stuff. Got barely 3 sentence return that they won’t stay with us over Harvest but Mom can spend time with daughter Sonja during the day, maybe Mom won’t pout too much over that. Huh? I’ve resisted sending off a terse reply, waiting over 24 hours as usual when I’m upset.
I have a bargain with myself, which I usually manage to keep, to not respond immediately out of anger to emails or phone calls. It’s helped in the past. When I don’t manage, things usually get misheard/misread, tense and blown up. So, I’m waiting to respond to a couple of emails.
The second email was from Lee and Joanne. We’d been corresponding back and forth fairly well when word came down about her daughter Rhona’s cancer. Rhona, husband and I have never gotten along (that’s an understatement – lazy ass, welfare gutter snipes) but I’ve been supportive of Lee and stuff. She’d write and let us know what was going on. Then I got an email that she and Joanne were back in Washington, their trip having gone fairly well. They saw Rhona, the kids (that are all in foster care and have been since they were small because their parents’ neglect), and other relatives. Huh? Not even a phone call that they were in the area? Could have called and said they were swamped and wouldn’t have time for us to come down for a short visit.
Again, waiting to send emails to any of them right now.
Part of the frustration is the revelation that a friend was abused when she was younger. Frustrated because she’s still in pain, her emotional and sexual life on hold since it began.
I find I’m irritated with most everyone in my life: all but my on-line friends. Strange. Perhaps it’s the season. I know this one is always difficult because it’s difficult for my mother. Anything difficult for her becomes very difficult for me.
I’m getting weird vibes from Angie and Dave, almost like a continuation from the weird vibes when we visited with them at Dave and Jenny’s. Sent a good sized email yesterday, general chat and stuff. Got barely 3 sentence return that they won’t stay with us over Harvest but Mom can spend time with daughter Sonja during the day, maybe Mom won’t pout too much over that. Huh? I’ve resisted sending off a terse reply, waiting over 24 hours as usual when I’m upset.
I have a bargain with myself, which I usually manage to keep, to not respond immediately out of anger to emails or phone calls. It’s helped in the past. When I don’t manage, things usually get misheard/misread, tense and blown up. So, I’m waiting to respond to a couple of emails.
The second email was from Lee and Joanne. We’d been corresponding back and forth fairly well when word came down about her daughter Rhona’s cancer. Rhona, husband and I have never gotten along (that’s an understatement – lazy ass, welfare gutter snipes) but I’ve been supportive of Lee and stuff. She’d write and let us know what was going on. Then I got an email that she and Joanne were back in Washington, their trip having gone fairly well. They saw Rhona, the kids (that are all in foster care and have been since they were small because their parents’ neglect), and other relatives. Huh? Not even a phone call that they were in the area? Could have called and said they were swamped and wouldn’t have time for us to come down for a short visit.
Again, waiting to send emails to any of them right now.
Part of the frustration is the revelation that a friend was abused when she was younger. Frustrated because she’s still in pain, her emotional and sexual life on hold since it began.