So my sister calls me yesterday and says she has a Christmas charity group that needs shoes - doesn't even drop me an email with the sizes, noooo, too busy - she gives them to me on a cell phone as I'm driving to work.
Last night, I came home and died. I was that tired.
So I went out this morning, and tried two warehouse stores before I got to a store that was open (I'm heading out to Loma Linda, and early too - Jim has to have the car back for work tonight) - and discovered that Family Days ended last night. After the order was rung up.
Hey, I did the best I could - found the cheapest rung sneakers and I got one pair half off in spite of the program ending.
And I take them to my sister's house, before I go out to Loma Linda.
I apologize ahead of handing them to her - but she wasn't listening.
When she got the bill, she handed me a ration of how thoughtless I had been - now, I'll take I could have called, but in my defense, I really had heard GET SHOES THEY NEED THEM HURRRR - and no, I hadn't been given a budget.
The corker was being told "don't get angry at me about this. You can't get angry at me over this."
I what? *blinks*
I got out of there. This is my first chance to see my Mom since surgery - and I gotta go.
But by the time I get halfway there, I realize I need to clarify a point. So I call her.
"Drop it, Donna."
I offered to return the shoes. No, no -
But I then said to her, "I need to make something clear, and then I'll drop it. You can't tell me what can and can't feel. That's really what I'm upset about."
I got an earful of pscyhobabble with "You seem to need to be angry at me."
"Whatever..." And I hung up.
BTW, she bought Mom a recliner for Christmas and is asking $200 towards the price of it - if I want to be included. Did she ask me if the cost was okay before buying it? No.
But I'm supposed to stop everything if - gee, how much did I have to spend, anyway - I go over some set amount.
How many house fires have I sent shoes out for this year, folks? Did I count the cost? Did I ask for so much as a thank you?
Skip that. Consider for a moment - this is the person I've set up as my backup when we adopt. I'm getting concerned that if I do have to call her in, she's only going to do as much as she wants...and QUIT. Not until the work is done...when she is done.
And setting aside how frustrated I am right now, that's dangerous.
I give up. I'd like to have a sister I can count on - I know she can count on me, but no chance of having that recognized, is there?
I think I'd better find someone else to act as backup. And I think I know just the family - they're co-workers of mine.
I didn't ask for this.
Last night, I came home and died. I was that tired.
So I went out this morning, and tried two warehouse stores before I got to a store that was open (I'm heading out to Loma Linda, and early too - Jim has to have the car back for work tonight) - and discovered that Family Days ended last night. After the order was rung up.
Hey, I did the best I could - found the cheapest rung sneakers and I got one pair half off in spite of the program ending.
And I take them to my sister's house, before I go out to Loma Linda.
I apologize ahead of handing them to her - but she wasn't listening.
When she got the bill, she handed me a ration of how thoughtless I had been - now, I'll take I could have called, but in my defense, I really had heard GET SHOES THEY NEED THEM HURRRR - and no, I hadn't been given a budget.
The corker was being told "don't get angry at me about this. You can't get angry at me over this."
I what? *blinks*
I got out of there. This is my first chance to see my Mom since surgery - and I gotta go.
But by the time I get halfway there, I realize I need to clarify a point. So I call her.
"Drop it, Donna."
I offered to return the shoes. No, no -
But I then said to her, "I need to make something clear, and then I'll drop it. You can't tell me what can and can't feel. That's really what I'm upset about."
I got an earful of pscyhobabble with "You seem to need to be angry at me."
"Whatever..." And I hung up.
BTW, she bought Mom a recliner for Christmas and is asking $200 towards the price of it - if I want to be included. Did she ask me if the cost was okay before buying it? No.
But I'm supposed to stop everything if - gee, how much did I have to spend, anyway - I go over some set amount.
How many house fires have I sent shoes out for this year, folks? Did I count the cost? Did I ask for so much as a thank you?
Skip that. Consider for a moment - this is the person I've set up as my backup when we adopt. I'm getting concerned that if I do have to call her in, she's only going to do as much as she wants...and QUIT. Not until the work is done...when she is done.
And setting aside how frustrated I am right now, that's dangerous.
I give up. I'd like to have a sister I can count on - I know she can count on me, but no chance of having that recognized, is there?
I think I'd better find someone else to act as backup. And I think I know just the family - they're co-workers of mine.
I didn't ask for this.
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Date: 2004-12-11 09:40 pm (UTC)My family needs to be angry at me too. And it's never their fault.
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Date: 2004-12-12 07:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-12 08:01 pm (UTC)I also love the "I'm too busy. YOU do it." with the attitude when it's not done to suit her. She can get an attitude, but you're not supposed to get mad? HELLO?
Heck. If I were local I'd be your back-up. I'd be proud to be.
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Date: 2004-12-13 07:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-09 06:24 pm (UTC)And setting aside how frustrated I am right now, that's dangerous.
Ouch. Ouch ouch. That one hits
real close tohome right now; we've had just such an internal conflict here. And yeah, it's incredibly painful when the people you want to be able to count on - perhaps even feel somewhat entitled to count on - prove themselves unworthy.Much sympathizing.