I couldn't stand the Birthday present saga anymore. Last time W was over, she got something out of the bedroom which was either right underneath it or at least right next to it on end table. Tonight I opened the card and unwrapped the gift (a couple books she had on one of her many book lists - something we have much in common). I put the card inside the front cover of the books. I'll put them on the bookshelf with mine. Someday down the road I suppose she might get them.
I thought about tossing them in the donate pile and the card in the recycle bin. I'm not trying to be petty, but I need to arrange the room and my life for my needs and it was bothering me. The rest of the stuff she left here is going in storage room or at least in a closet.
Funny thing is, I notice she seems to respond positively and reach out more when She sees me make changes that are good for me and that show that I'm taking care of myself and looking out for myself. That old contradictory nature of DBing at work.
