Well, BR Dance II lesson 3 continued tonight. Learned the Samba tonight. It just occurred to me tonight that W treats me like she's alone when she's with me. She doesn't bother much with common courtesies that you partake in when you are with someone else. She doesn't try to converse or even respond when spoken to. It's like being a piece of furniture. Somehow she doesn't think she needs to bother treating me with common courtesy. I don't get it! OK, you don't love me but what has that got to do with treating a person with social courtesy? It's little things like for example, I offer her a piece of gum and the normal response would be "no thanks" but her response is "No". I get her coat for her and she says "I need my boots first" rather than "Oh thanks, but I need to get my boots first". Her tone is never grateful, it's always rather abrupt and rude. On the way home there is no conversation and I decided not to make any. She was a little miffed again because I checked a dance step with the instructor and found she was wrong! She's pissed because the dance isn't working but when I go and get some clarification she's pissed cuz she was wrong. That's life on the old dance floor tonight I guess this kind of struck me more than usual as I had just found out about the death of a friend an hour before the class. It brings you down somewhat, even though it was expected, but I carried on despite the news. It just doesn't make sense that W wants us to continue living in this arrangement but sees it as OK to treat me like furniture most of the time. At some point maybe its time for me to just not take the crap anymore. When she's rude, I tell her. Normally I only go to bat for the kids but maybe it's time to say "I demand some respect". I tend to let things go because she's so sensitive to any comments that say she is "wrong" or "not doing it properly" but I'm getting a little tired of the disrespectful crap. You know, I cook a nice Chinese meal and the kids say all sorts of nice things but there mother, who should appreciate it the most, says absolutely nothing. Would it kill her to once in a while say "I enjoyed that", who am I kidding, it probably would!!! Oh well, enough useless bitching. I'm tired, a little down due to the loss so it's time for bed. Btw, my friend was one of the bravest people I've ever known, she fought lung cancer with a vengeance. I'll miss her.
I guess this kind of struck me more than usual as I had just found out about the death of a friend an hour before the class. It brings you down somewhat, even though it was expected, but I carried on despite the news. It just doesn't make sense that W wants us to continue living in this arrangement but sees it as OK to treat me like furniture most of the time. At some point maybe its time for me to just not take the crap anymore. When she's rude, I tell her. Normally I only go to bat for the kids but maybe it's time to say "I demand some respect". I tend to let things go because she's so sensitive to any comments that say she is "wrong" or "not doing it properly" but I'm getting a little tired of the disrespectful crap. You know, I cook a nice Chinese meal and the kids say all sorts of nice things but there mother, who should appreciate it the most, says absolutely nothing. Would it kill her to once in a while say "I enjoyed that", who am I kidding, it probably would!!!