Feb 28, 2009
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.
Posted by Lori