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This is my weekend
I've put this under a cut because it's LONG
Friday night was a free dinner at the local golf course (one of the "better" restaurants in town allegedly) and because I don't eat fish or ribs much I ended up ordering the ny strip steak. It was okay. I split the mud pie dessert with another lady and the coffee was actually pretty devine. I stayed as long as I felt it was polite too, because I didn't really want to be there and I hoped that P was waiting for me at home. I'm committed to trying to get better sleep so that's what we did after some reconnection (she'd been so sick that she hadn't been over for a few days).
Saturday I had to work for a few hours, she continued to recuperate. Back at home, I hoped to put up the tree but we always find aways to drain away the time. Saturday night we went to see my favorite local musician Sara Thomsen, see www.sarathomsen.com Afterwards we stopped at a friend of her's holiday martini party. I got to meet one of her ex's. I could tell who she was, 'cause I saw her checking me out with more interest than someone who just met me. Home again for sleep...okay so it was a little later at 2am.
Sunday we choose to skip church. It was the holiday pagent which is a repeat every year and is only really fun if your kids are in it. It likely would be crowded with the parents who's kids are in it and in the end, it really doesn't speak to me. It was good to sleep in and we got up to try and put the tree up. I feel like that we've tried to get it up for weeks now. The boy returned with his father. For his Christmas gift from his father, he got him another computer. I can't believe it, he doesn't need a new one, the old one works just fine. And the father couldn't get the new computer connected to the computer which was making him frusturated. This in turn set me on edge which affected P. Can you say tension, although, I'm sure that the father didn't realize it. Emotionally, he's like a bull in the china shop, doesn't care about how his emotions affect others. We had started to finally put up the tree but P felt the tension, so did I, but I guess I'm used to that when T's here. I don't feel like I can trust him especially when he's frusturated. I'm not used to someone else being sensitive to the emotional landscape, someone noticing me when I throw up my protection when T's here. Reluctantly, I attempted to help per T's request. More background is that when we were married, I was always the one fixing things, being in charge taking care of things, I over compensated, he under performed. I grew quite resentful and he more de-masculized. It wasn't pretty. The father attempted to get me to telephone the DSL cable company because he didn't want to do it because he didn't live here, well, do it on behalf of your son (who does live here!). We quit putting up the tree and shortly after the father broke down and called, the boy got the computer connected. He's smarter than his Dad! After all of that drama, the boy and P took a nap. The tree and lights are up but not decorated. I decided to wrap gifts while everyone else slept. The woke them up for church's concert, theatre event about Mr. Pickwick's Christmas. I really didn't want to be late nor have to have problems with seating so we left early, got coffee and snacks on the way (a roast was in the crockpot but not done until we got back).
Monday morning, P's car won't start. It's freezing -7 but I think it's an old battery. We pushed her car to a better position before I got my car to jump her. I got to be a handy dyke for the morning.
Today the plan is to send out christmas letter, balanced checkbook, pay bills, laundry, maybe movies. I've got a telephone interview and promised the boy to go shopping for his christmas gifts (he likes to go to the dollar store).
Friday night was a free dinner at the local golf course (one of the "better" restaurants in town allegedly) and because I don't eat fish or ribs much I ended up ordering the ny strip steak. It was okay. I split the mud pie dessert with another lady and the coffee was actually pretty devine. I stayed as long as I felt it was polite too, because I didn't really want to be there and I hoped that P was waiting for me at home. I'm committed to trying to get better sleep so that's what we did after some reconnection (she'd been so sick that she hadn't been over for a few days).
Saturday I had to work for a few hours, she continued to recuperate. Back at home, I hoped to put up the tree but we always find aways to drain away the time. Saturday night we went to see my favorite local musician Sara Thomsen, see www.sarathomsen.com Afterwards we stopped at a friend of her's holiday martini party. I got to meet one of her ex's. I could tell who she was, 'cause I saw her checking me out with more interest than someone who just met me. Home again for sleep...okay so it was a little later at 2am.
Sunday we choose to skip church. It was the holiday pagent which is a repeat every year and is only really fun if your kids are in it. It likely would be crowded with the parents who's kids are in it and in the end, it really doesn't speak to me. It was good to sleep in and we got up to try and put the tree up. I feel like that we've tried to get it up for weeks now. The boy returned with his father. For his Christmas gift from his father, he got him another computer. I can't believe it, he doesn't need a new one, the old one works just fine. And the father couldn't get the new computer connected to the computer which was making him frusturated. This in turn set me on edge which affected P. Can you say tension, although, I'm sure that the father didn't realize it. Emotionally, he's like a bull in the china shop, doesn't care about how his emotions affect others. We had started to finally put up the tree but P felt the tension, so did I, but I guess I'm used to that when T's here. I don't feel like I can trust him especially when he's frusturated. I'm not used to someone else being sensitive to the emotional landscape, someone noticing me when I throw up my protection when T's here. Reluctantly, I attempted to help per T's request. More background is that when we were married, I was always the one fixing things, being in charge taking care of things, I over compensated, he under performed. I grew quite resentful and he more de-masculized. It wasn't pretty. The father attempted to get me to telephone the DSL cable company because he didn't want to do it because he didn't live here, well, do it on behalf of your son (who does live here!). We quit putting up the tree and shortly after the father broke down and called, the boy got the computer connected. He's smarter than his Dad! After all of that drama, the boy and P took a nap. The tree and lights are up but not decorated. I decided to wrap gifts while everyone else slept. The woke them up for church's concert, theatre event about Mr. Pickwick's Christmas. I really didn't want to be late nor have to have problems with seating so we left early, got coffee and snacks on the way (a roast was in the crockpot but not done until we got back).
Monday morning, P's car won't start. It's freezing -7 but I think it's an old battery. We pushed her car to a better position before I got my car to jump her. I got to be a handy dyke for the morning.
Today the plan is to send out christmas letter, balanced checkbook, pay bills, laundry, maybe movies. I've got a telephone interview and promised the boy to go shopping for his christmas gifts (he likes to go to the dollar store).