"Don't let success go to your head, or failure go to your heart"
Screwed up big time last night. We are in the middle of painting D8 bedroom, and cleaning out her room at the same time. We stripped off old wallpaper and scrubbed the walls. When I say we I mean S9, D8 and me. We did this at W's request, and she is not helping. Haven't made a big deal out of it, but taking our time getting it done as a result.
Started project on Saturday, first coat of paint Sunday. There is still a lot of scrap on the floor and needs a second coat of paint - W did absolutely nothing yesterday. At the last minute she scheduled a mom's night out, and told me to hurry home. I did, and on the way home talked to W on cell phone about why she couldn't let S13 babysit?
Ended up having a good conv, by the time I got home, W realized she was overreacting to something the neighbors had not even done, based on a disagreement she had with them and comments they made to her years ago.
I got home, had dinner and decided to relax and play x-box. Somebody posted here telling me to get rid of the x-box, I should have listened to them.
W came home in a good mood, kids where either playing on computer or watching me play x-box game. W told kids to go to bed, I agreed and told them goodnight. Kids wanted to get a snack before bed, and kept coming up with excuses to delay going to bed until W got upset and yelled.
Next thing I know, W is accusing me of not doing anything for the family, that I'm useless, etc. etc. Somehow she pushed exactly the wrong button and set me off and I screamed back at her . I just lost it. After I unloaded, I shut up and turned off the game and TV and left the room. W went upstairs and got ready for bed. I stayed downstairs until W was asleep and then went to bed.
I forced myself to start over this morning and snuggled with W in bed, which she appreciated.
Later today, I called W and she wasn't home. I reached her on her cell phone, and she said she was going to get some "Navy Blue Paint for the front door", but decided not to. This is the level of detail she puts into her lies - Navy Blue paint - and I'm sure the story is just to justify going to OMs work (Walmart). I didn't pursue.
I did my best to act as if, and asked W about a trip to Chicago we are planning in April.
W was very non-committal, and said there wasn't any point in talking. I let it go and told W I was here to listen.
W has recognized she has overcome a lot, and has made some good choices - we argued about something a while back and W wanted to "leave the house", but decided to take a shower and go to bed instead. (I translated "leave the house", to "go see OM").
I've got to take my successes to heart, instead of this recent failure.
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