2002-01-29 -
Monday came so quickly this week. My weekend was full of movies and lounging. And Harry Potter. I’m not proud of that last bit.
We saw in the bedroom and it’s pretty heavy. I had no idea what it was about but liked it a lot. Sissy is really good in it.
Last night was terrible. Michele and I fought about my mother and then Joe and I fought about my parent’s garage. It was a really stupid fight and I was so mad I cried. It goes like this. My parents are out of town for a bit and I thought it would be nice to get a cleaning service out there and go through the kitchen to help mom since she hasn’t been around lately and their place it a mess. Anyway, the deal was I’d show up and take care of that if Joe organized the service. So I called last night to follow-up and Joe was saying I should do this and that. Fine. But then he said I should also clean the garage and I hate cleaning their garage because it’s got bugs/spiders/frogs/mice. It’s a garage in the middle of the country and it’s a mess. I said I’d sweep it, nothing else. And he kept pushing and saying that we need to do all we can. So I asked, “Who’s we?” Cause it sounded like it was just me. And he said that he works 7 days a week and I have to do something. But I never said I wasn’t going to do anything and I was trying hard to stand up for myself and told him to quit controlling the situation that I would do what I felt comfortable with doing. He sort of laughed and said whatever and we hung up. I was so mad. I think it goes back to when we were kids. He still resents me and feels like I don’t do as much as I should or SOMETHING. Anyway, I wonder what’s going to happen. I do want to go and help mom but don’t want to deal with Joe.
I’ve been trying really hard to stand up for myself lately and I’m not sure that it’s working. At work, I do it and it feels good. But when I do it in my personal life, I feel terrible afterwards.
