Showered and came back to an LJ post that lite was going to try to move to Rochester with kareila's help, and would I help him job & apartment hunt? Oh and by the way, going to see School of Rock, g'night!
Several ways this did not go over well. The movie was really the least of it, but easier to focus on since it had sort of figured into my admittedly vague plans for Sunday evening. After feeling like I'd been blown off twice in 24 hours -- like if he was saying the same exact things at 4am and 8pm, what the hell had he been doing all day?! -- asking me for help with this hit me in all sorts of wrong ways. I felt like "we" were being ignored, but I was still expected to jump at the chance to help him. And to be honest, even though a lot of this got cleared up when I talked to her, I still sort of resented that lite seemed to keep going to kareila for emotional support instead of me. I'd been borderline since the whole paper towel dispenser incident that morning, but this just about broke any willingness I might have had left to try to fix things. So I told lite I didn't want to talk to him for a few days. (I did specify that, BTW -- go check that comment again.) I needed to get my head back together, and talking to him was feeling more like beating it into a brick wall.
Sometime in the middle of all this -- when it really felt like there was very little else I could do -- was when I first posted to chickchat.
So, I did some apartment chores of my own overnight into Sunday morning (to at least keep my sleep schedule from getting whacked), went to sleep, and yes, lite did call me to get togehter once he was done. At that point, though, it felt like 1) he was showing very little respect for my request to be left alone for a few days, and 2) he expected me to jump because mommy had "ungrounded" him.
I realize this wasn't fair. At this point, I was too angry to care, or try anymore. So instead, I went to talk to blackfelicula, who did give me the gentle tongue-lashing she'd earlier dispensed to lite. She also let me vent, too, which was something I still needed to do. Six hours later, around 3am Monday, I went home.
Everything else from that point is fairly accurate, but that's the summary of what was going on at my end of things.
Re: My $0.02
Several ways this did not go over well. The movie was really the least of it, but easier to focus on since it had sort of figured into my admittedly vague plans for Sunday evening. After feeling like I'd been blown off twice in 24 hours -- like if he was saying the same exact things at 4am and 8pm, what the hell had he been doing all day?! -- asking me for help with this hit me in all sorts of wrong ways. I felt like "we" were being ignored, but I was still expected to jump at the chance to help him. And to be honest, even though a lot of this got cleared up when I talked to her, I still sort of resented that
Sometime in the middle of all this -- when it really felt like there was very little else I could do -- was when I first posted to
So, I did some apartment chores of my own overnight into Sunday morning (to at least keep my sleep schedule from getting whacked), went to sleep, and yes,
I realize this wasn't fair. At this point, I was too angry to care, or try anymore. So instead, I went to talk to
Everything else from that point is fairly accurate, but that's the summary of what was going on at my end of things.