Feb 28, 2009
Spine
There is a person in my life who I love very much. This person avoids confrontations at all cost. Someone who eats the proverbial spoonful of shit rather than rock the boat. This is starting to infuriate me. I am a person who values peace, but more than anything I value my peace of mind. When I am in a situation that interferes with my mental health I lose the polite tone, and speak my mind. I am blessed with a decent job and I am working my behind off trying to get ahead. The results are slow, but I am seeing gradual improvement. Financial and emotional baby steps. We now have a house guest, the brother-in-law. Even thought this is a three bedroom house, all the rooms are filled. He does have a van, with a bed in the back. I am a very private person. Ever since I was a child I was always someone who needed a place to retreat. My place now is my bedroom. I know it sounds crazy, because he is a nice guy and has been a great guest, but sometimes just having another presence around constantly aggravates me. Now my sanctuary is not my own anymore. He came to Georgia to look for work and find a place for his wife and he to move into. He has spent the last few days fishing in the lake. Just little annoyances that his own brother doesn't know how to speak up to him about. I feel it is his place to get him in line, make him stay focused on his goal instead of going out on the boat everyday. My sister-in-law brings home a decent SSI check and I am getting the feeling he is just waiting for their lease to expire in May. I don't want a guest til May. He collects unemployemnt and can get a cheap room for rent. I feel like that makes me an Un-Christian like person. It's just that I work hard and when I come home I really don't like someone in "my space". He is fun to be around, and has really done nothing wrong. He is tidy and nice. It is me I guess. I just wish that my other half would grow a spine or cahunas (sp) and tell his little bro that our bedroom is ours. Sometimes if you make things too comfortable for someone they have no reason to leave. Maybe if I make him share a room with Baggy Pants that would make him want to move out the next day. Just needed to vent.
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4 comments:
Cajones is how it's spelled and if it doesn't bug Kenny in the same way it bugs you then I suppose you'd better grow a pair for yourself because i agree, it is better to sleep at night then have this shit festering.
I am starting to agree. This town doesn't have any work for the men who are skilled laborer's. He isn't going to find a job in the local vicinity. He need to go back north, help his wife pack and than come down in May and take her SSI check and get a place. To me that would make the most sense. I just feel he is wasting time down here and accomplishing nothing. I was here 5 days and was employed. The first job didn't work out, the very next day, bam, I started at the steakhouse and now I am happy. I am just a private person, and he is likes to be included in everything, plans for the day etc. K and I take the days as they come, and on my days off I am very tired, and just want to relax and lay on the pier and look at the lake or write. Ah, thanks for the support, time to strap on my balls.
It really doesn't matter so much if he is a really nice guy when he is invading your space. I have found it is always uncomfortable having another person live with you. Through the years I have experienced this many times and unfortunetly (sp?) we have lost friendships through it all.
Hi there MB,
Nice to hear from you! I am in total agreement. I believe that a person's home is their retreat from the world. The proverbial king of your castle. This visit is about to end as I had to speak my mind before I exploded. Again, good to see a note from you.
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