Schedules…no facilitation, pained “cooperation”…awesome.
I have been furiously completing paperwork over the past 48 hours for the kids’ return to school as well as coordinating before/after school care, and trying to get my apartment ready for manchild inhabitation. I asked H last night if he had any input on the schedule and he said no. I told him it would be great if he worked with me on this and his only response was “put something together, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” He said the same thing again this morning. He also said “I’m sure the sooner you get away the sooner you won’t be miserable any more” but it was more of a jab than sympathetic.
As to the schedule, here’s the thing: I put something together and Mr. Passive/Aggressive becomes Mr. Controlling in a large child’s body. Then the complaints begin…and I juggle to try to do the impossible which is make him happy. Yes, yes, yes, I know. Fageddaboudit.
H just started a new job which, of course, has consumed the universe. Oldest son has the last of his driver’s ed, which he did not finish at the beginning of the summer so I will be schlepping him back and forth in between meetings. I will be taking my youngest son to work with me 3 days next week while I get pounded with faculty meetings. The good news is that I’ll be able to duck out of non-essential crap. Our youngest is a happy, fun kid and he will be fine wherever I take him, just like our oldest was when he was younger. Plus, taking my kid to college with me will be amusing. The people I work with are awesome in terms of being nice. Competence – well, we don’t need to discuss that now do we…
Boy I hope latchkey comes through…I just started the process. Oh well, can’t worry. I just thought of a Plan B. 🙂
H is just watching me go, fixing problems and making things happen. He told me this morning “well I can’t start a new job and then be leaving all of the time.” I told him I’m not asking anything from him. He made a point over the past 4 nights to talk about how we’re spending too much $$, despite his having a new job in 6 figures…OK. Whatever. I’m going to buy whatever I need to buy to make things comfortable for me and my kids and he’s going to just have to suck it up as he sits here in our well-appointed, three-quarter of a million dollar home. [grrrrr] I made sure I didn’t take any furniture anybody would miss and when I asked him about one of the chairs in the bedroom he said no. NO? Seriously? OK, whatever – again. There is nothing aside from my piano in this house that I am desperately wishing for. Second hand and bargain basement accoutrements are just fine for me. I don’t forget where I came from and I’ll suck this up, for now. I do not see a War of the Roses in either of our futures. This is just excess snark.
Today’s mantra: “It’ll all be fine. It’ll all be fine. It’ll all be fine.”
I’ve been working miracles for years! 😉
- The Power of Forgiving (reinanoir.wordpress.com)