It's about 4am, getting ready for work and that thing is still sitting there; every time she buys something and ignores it I'm reminded of the last 1000 things. It's about having something around that's supposed to make her happy, without her putting any effort into it. It's a waste of money.
Six, seven months ago when she was empty brained from lack of iron we had a fight where she said I didn't finish stuff. It's been said that the shortcomings we hate in others are usually the shortcomings we hate in ourselves; I'd say that in some ways it's right. I do take too much on. She was wrong in the example she used (the pool that still lies in a heap out back), right in the criticism generally and ignorant of her place in holding me back from finishing stuff. Really, I think she's much, much worse; she's used not seeing her son in prison in Florida as an emotional wedge a bunch of times and recently I brought up the fact that she's had plenty of times to fly out and see him but her time and money are much better spent on pink flip phones that take pictures and watermelons.
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