This morning when I woke up, the prediction was for 1-3 inches of snow. Within an hour or so, they increased it to 2-4. When I went out to clear my driveway for the first time, there was almost 5 inches of snow on it, and it continued to snow for the next 4 hours. I got to clear the driveway again when I got home. The parking lot at the church was challenging, but our property guys were there early and used snow blowers to clear parking places for us. I understand I missed the fun, as two of the men got into a snow battle, shooting snow from their blowers at one another. I have said many times that they are cub scouts in need of a den mother.
It was a busy morning at the church. The guys finally installed the new water heater, so for the first time since December 22 we can wash our hands with warm water. A new computer was being installed for the sound desk. Treasurer, Administrative Assistant, and I were busy in the office. We did have our birthday lunch today, and that was very nice. We have a wonderful team.
When Daughter called this morning, she mentioned I had a birthday coming up. I told her I didn't think I wanted her around, and I was tired of her drama and her annual attempt to make me miserable on my birthday. She was subdued, to say the least. She called a little while ago and informed me she had a plan to turn things around quickly so she could be with me for my birthday. I told her we'd talk tomorrow. Now that I've called her on her behavior, I suspect it will stop-- at least for now.
3 comments:
She makes you miserable on your birthday because she resents you getting all the attention?
I'm not sure why. I have theories: She wants to be the center of attention.
She doesn't want me to be happy.
She doesn't know how to deal with positive emotions.
In the past I've had success with pointing out her behavior patterns and telling her to cut it out. I've no clue whether that will work this time.
it could be all powder and control. she loves the drama and plays it up whenever she can. she has had many years to perfect this with very little consequences.
how many years did she wet the bed just because she felt like it?
when someone tells me another person doesn't know any better or can't help it, I ask then why aren't they sitting in the middle of the road! they are smarter than you think!
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