I'm annoyed with my oldest sister. She is getting married (her third marriage, but second wedding) on a goddam Thursday. The invite said 9am, so, I was all, I will fly in on Wednesday night and fly out Thursday night (because the wedding is also on a cruise ship that would be a 10 fucking hour drive for me. FUCK THAT). Well, there is no airport IN Galveston, you have to fly to Houston and then drive an hour. I don't want to rent a car as well! THEN I find out we have to be AT PORT by 9am, but the wedding won't start until, like, noon because we have to get through some BS security and get ready and shit. THEN, I will have an hour fucking drive back to fucking Houston for my flight, so really, my flight will have to be super late just so I can go to work on fucking Friday because I need the hours.
The thing is, when she got engaged, I asked her not to get married this year (she only got engaged in, like, April?) because I already had two destination weddings and my friend's thirtieth birthday in Vegas that we had planned for a year. But, no, she chose December. No idea why. This date also sucks for my mom as it on one of a three day conference she already paid for and is not refundable. I seriously feel like she WANTS us to not come so she has a reason to be pissed at us and latch on to her new guy because this is what she does.
I also dislike the guy she is marrying and how my sister acts with him. She is throwing away her kids basically because this guy doesn't want kids. She asks my mom to watch her daughter every other weekend (when she actually has custody) and no longer goes to her son's games or events (who she doesn't even have custody of).
I'm beginning to think my sister is actually a terrible mother and it's affecting my relationship with her.
I have a place that came up on my inner thigh a month ago. When I decided to get it checked out it got better but was still there but no hurting. It started hurting again yesterday and is about a inch long sticking out of my thigh. It rubs when I walk and hurts so I am going to the Dr. to hopefully get it snipped off.
I have been soooo lazy about getting into shape/eating better. I think not having a schedule and working from my couch is creating issues. I'm gonna get my home office set up today if it kills me and then also go through the joy of tidying. I find that if my life and space isn't in order, my fitness/eating isn't either. Or maybe this is a tremendous attempt to procrastinate.
Post by itsalllies on Nov 17, 2015 15:22:35 GMT -5
jojoandleo yikes! that is a whole lot to deal with from your sister.
Sorry to everyone who is having a tough time today.
As for me, I'm just blah today. I'm looking forward to seeing a therapist on Thursday to try and stop the constant analyzing and thinking and hopefully feel a bit better.
I don't know what it is with me and other drivers lately. Just now I was driving back to gymnastics after running to Party City to buy bday invitations for DD1 and some guy just cut me off in my lane. There are 2 left turn lanes and I was in the left one. He was in the right one. Both are clearly marked and they even have the "guide" lines on the road through the turn. Light turns green, we start going, and all of a sudden he's veering into my lane. I lay on the horn but he just keeps going. Then, he starts hitting his brakes and turns his blinker on to turn into the restaurant just before gymnastics. Ugh!!
Other than that... I have something that I could use some advice on but I'm not sure if I want to post about it or not.
I have about a foot of snow and my kids have a snow day so we're hanging at home and it's pretty nice.
Where do you live? Does a foot of snow normally call for a snow day? That's unheard of here (Buffalo). I do love them when we get them though. In fact, 1 year ago today is when Buffalo and the southtowns got hit with 7 feet of snow. I live a little north of the city so we only got a little bit. But, DDs had 4 snow days and I had 3 days off of work because of it.
sweetchix post! We could use some livening up around here.
Ok... ETA: PDQ as I'll likely delete.
Not sure if I mentioned before but some of the people I directly work with are 10-25 years older than me. A few of us hang out occasionally for Hapoy Hour. This has been going on for the last 2 years or so. There was this one woman, S, who is married to M. He hung out with us too. M has always been a "hugger and kisser" when greeting/saying good-bye, to all of us. Like full on lip kissing. I am not a fan. I try to turn my head to avoid the full on lips, but he will physically grab my head so I can't turn it.
Anyway, S got sick a year ago and eventually passed away in August. M stayed away for a bit, understandably. Only recently, like the past month or so, he started coming back out to HH. I think he's a nice guys my kids like him, I value his opinion. As a friend.
Recently he has started making comments, in a joking manner, about me moving in with him to save money. Or him loaning me money to pay off some debts. I told him I appreciated it but I didn't want to mix friends with money. This past week, when I met him after I had worked some OT (first time we met out alone) he mentioned some bucket list thing, walking out in a jetty near where the river meets the lake, and asked if I'd join him. I had already started to feel a bit uncomfortable with the other comments he's made and then this, so I told him I was afraid of it. I'm not really, and have always wanted to go out on it, but I didn't like the way this was going.
FF to end of the night. We're heading out to our cars, and he grand my head and plants a big wet one on my lips. I walk towards my car and then he follows me. He mentions loaning the money to me again and says something about "if only I were younger" and then says that we should date. I *think* he was joking, maybe half joking?!? I sort of blew it off, laughed and said that would be weird. He was kinda like nah, we're friends, that's how it should start. So I got really uncomfortable and just opened the car door, said bye, and left.
Guys. I fell a bit weirded out by this. He's in his 60's (older than my dad), was married to a wonderful co-worker of mine who died ONLY 3 1/2 months ago. I mentioned this to my orher coworker, J, who hangs out with us the most, and she said she's noticed as well. I don't want to lose him as a friend because as I said before, I do enjoy seeing him and value his opinion. But as a FRIEND ONLY. How do I continue to hang out with him without now thinking about this? Do I say something to him? Just brush it off and ignore it? I'm thinking the latter, but I'm not sure.
Also, how do I stop the lip kissing? I feel like I crossed that bridge a long time ago and should have said something way back when.
sweetchix, I think you need to be very direct with him. Tell him you do not want him kissing you because you feel uncomfortable and if he wants to remain a friend, he needs to drop the dating talk, etc. Subtle hints are not going to work.
Ew sweetchix ugh. I can't even imagine how I could be ok with someone sexually assaulting me. Just thinking about it is making me shudder. You need to just be direct. That is not cool. Unwanted advances just need to be shut down.
Ew sweetchix ugh. I can't even imagine how I could be ok with someone sexually assaulting me. Just thinking about it is making me shudder. You need to just be direct. That is not cool. Unwanted advances just need to be shut down.
Yes, you need to spell it out so he has no excuse for not understanding what you are telling him. Something tells me that if there's the slightest bit of ambiguity when you tell him, he'll latch on to that and keep pestering you, while claiming that he "didn't understand" what you meant.
ETA: DH and I went to a pirate-themed ball last weekend (think Ren Faire, but with pirates). I'd had a few drinks, and was kind of buzzed, when I decided it was a good time to swing my Morningstar like a pair of nunchucks. I now have bruises on both hands and my left wrist. I thought I hit my leg as well, but I didn't see any bruises. This is what I'm talking about:
sweetchix honestly I'd be way too creeped out to continue the friendship and would probably back away. I get the feeling he's the type of guy who if you told these things too would be all "oh I was joking an had NO IDEA you'd be uncomfortable." And then he'll stop but soon slowly start moving back toward his creepy self. At which point you'll have to cut things anyways.
PDQ--I'm afraid things aren't going to work out with dh. He's been gone for almost two weeks and still doesn't know what he wants. He hasn't come home and doesn't talk about anything related to our marriage. I'm not convinced he cheated. I told him if he came home we could fix anything but he's not interested. I'm going to wait until after the holidays to make any big decisions I've been on a roller coaster of emotions.
Also, the idea of starting over kind of freaks me out. I married my hs sweetheart. I don't even know where to begin meeting other people (when the time comes).
Post by redshoejune on Nov 19, 2015 22:27:17 GMT -5
itsalllies I'm sorry that he's not responding the way you want and that you have to go through the holidays with this uncertainty. I married my hs boyfriend too and dating 15 years post hs is such a foreign concept to me. I've been divorced for almost 10 months and am still not there.
I have about a foot of snow and my kids have a snow day so we're hanging at home and it's pretty nice.
Where do you live? Does a foot of snow normally call for a snow day? That's unheard of here (Buffalo). I do love them when we get them though. In fact, 1 year ago today is when Buffalo and the southtowns got hit with 7 feet of snow. I live a little north of the city so we only got a little bit. But, DDs had 4 snow days and I had 3 days off of work because of it.
Denver. A foot of snow isn't always a snow day, but we had blizzard warnings and some places were white out conditions so they chose not to send out school buses. Also, from what I hear, snow removal here isn't as good as in the east. Our snow melts or evaporates within a couple days so they very rarely clear side streets.