Got a
great night’s sleep. . . and the day started to go downhill right after I left
for therapy. Was early to take the old copper pipes we replaced to the
recyclers’ – but their scales were broken, and she didn’t know how to grade or
answer any of my questions. OK, fine. Back in the parking lot, my phone chimed.
One member messaged that she had nowhere to take her dog, so she was bringing
him to Group, another said that was fine, she was bringing her six-year-old
daughter, because now that school’s out, she has no child care.
I turned
the truck around. For one, I’m allergic to dogs, and was unwilling to take a
chance I could tolerate this one, so soon after being sick. And second, it’s not like we can discuss adult topics
freely with a child in the room. Plus, I admit it, the sheer ‘I’m doing this
and you can deal’ attitude out of both of them ticked me right off. Especially
since one of them is the same uber-needy, rather passive woman who expects
everyone to take care of her without doing much herself. If you want my
opinion, every week we’re both in therapy is the same, she hasn’t done anything
about her situation but complains that it hurts and nothing’s changed. No one
wants to challenge her since she’s about as ill as me. Of course, they got no
problems challenging me. . .
As it fell
out, the kid wasn’t in the conference room – the dog was – but that meant
someone else had to act as a surprise free babysitter for over two hours. For
some reason, that ticked me off even worse. The group was still scheduled when
both of these. . . women lit up the group chat with complaints that the
therapist dared act ticked about the kid and dog, to the point of questioning
her right to do so. I’d about had enough of these entitled boundary-jumpers,
but didn’t want to carry tales to the therapist, so I merely called and came
clean about my concerns and told her I’d support whatever she decided. Meanwhile,
these two were text-lobbying for other members to side with them, with one
declaring, “You get us both, or none of us’, and I was almost happy to say, “Bye
!”. Didn’t, of course, but this was clearly bringing out the mean in me.
Therapist
called back to say that the dog was no longer welcome (not a service animal),
and Needy had to make new arrangements for child-care, she understood both
sides, but had to keep a safe environment for the group, not cater to whims and
thoughtlessness. I told her what was bothering me, she told me to let Needy
have it, that my views were not only reasonable and well-thought out, but could
help her see from other angles besides her own. Hope I don’t hurt her. She also
wants me to examine why this situation bothered me so. Next Wednesday is gonna
be interesting.
Beloved Hubby
posted FBook photos of his cabinets in progress, and they are gorgeous. They
made one of his friends sigh in envy ! I got his favorite chips and Dearest Son
preferred a rare MLP pony to snacks,
so I got him a cheep frozen pizza. I got a box of Triscuit ™crackers to go with
the spreadable smoked gouda – I can’t find generics like them anymore. Once I
shook off some of the salt and spread on some cheese, they were completely
delicious.
Got dinner
early-prepped for the slow cooker – crispy chicken legs with potatoes and
onions – and relaxed for a bit. That’s the only problem with a crock pot, meals
on a whim require planning. Then I vacuumed the long-neglected hallway and
cleaned up my recently moved jewelry armoire. Hoping this weekend to reacquaint
m’self with all my gems. And start wearing them !
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