I did what I said I was going to do. I made everyone feel special and kept the fucking peace. I said what they wanted to hear, I smoothed all their feathers, I played their games. I made everyone fucking happy. When C asked me why I did it, I showed her Patrick Swayze in Roadhouse. The time will come for me to not be nice. That isn't right now. Soon, but not now. I may not talk to one of the people giving me problems right now for a while, but so be it. This is their issue not mine. I don't have time for childish games and stupid shit. I do think the person in question might be using drugs again. It's the only way to explain their erratic behavior. But I am not their keeper. They must find their own way out of darkness. As for B, they're just them. They want cake, ice cream, and an entire party package. The longer they are gone, the longer they see me moving forward without them, the harder it becomes. The more they realize they are missing out. They're living in an apartment in Alaska with none of their own stuff. It must suck to be fair. Well, sorry. Not my fault. But I will keep the peace. I will placate the masses. Inside I am planning, taking notes, and prepping for the future. On the outside I am sunshine and giggles baby.
I did what I planned to do yesterday. In other words, not a fucking thing. We played video games, cleaned up the house, and relaxed. It was great. For dinner I made angel hair with scallops in a spinach cream sauce. It really was a nice sunday dinner. We had a good day just being. No expectations, no demands. We have six more days together until C has to be gone for a week. We're going to make the best of them. I teach two out of three days this week, I agreed to a video chat on Thursday with B, and I am getting my hair done on Friday. Also on Friday, Xmas will explode. It is that time of year.
Today's class is 9:30 to 5:30 so I need to go get prepped. Whee.
No comments:
Post a Comment