The Bohemian Life

Today I am thankful for a jackass who wouldn't let me make a lane change on Quebec.

I wanted to go to a furniture shop so I could buy a new bed for the young lady staying at my home.

She calls herself my favorite child.

All children are my favorite.

She needs a bed.

She likes the color gray.

She thinks gray tinted wood is beautiful.

It reminds her of Artemis.

Artemis....the goddess protector of children.

****************

As I drove down Quebec, this jerk wouldn't let me switch lanes.

I'd speed up, he'd speed up.

I'd slow down, he'd slow down.

I missed my turn.

I took the first right I could.

The road dead-ended at a chain store.

We were thirsty so we all clamored out of the car to get some soda.

As we walked into the store, we found a brand new gray wooden twin bed, a dresser and a nightstand for $110.00 complete.

It was marked 70% off.

They were in boxes that can easily fit in my car.

That had to be meant for this young lady.

I guess that settles it. The girl gets the room my current employer wants me to dedicate to an office.

I'll take the severance and move on.

May you be led to whatever it is that helps you do all the things you can do in this world,

Love,

S.

Stalker Proxy Phone Calls

What kind of songs do narcissistic stalkers sing? I imagine they sing songs like this. I am grateful now that I understand why the stalker has people call but wish they'd listen when I ask them not to call again. I probably should document this somewhere. My ex was talking to an old friend of mine from high school on a daily basis. She is his cousin. I had to quit talking to her when she'd ask me to plan parties and then refuse to give me the guest list saying that the attendees would only be me, her, my stalker Shannon, and my NPD mother-in-law. She wanted me to plan interventions. This happened with a baby shower. It also happened with a wedding. The in-laws put together a fake wedding trying to host an intervention to shame me and my ex into doing things for them (like quit school and give them my car). I had to cut this so-called friend off over that in 2004. We ran into her at a Wal-mart in 2005 and my keys went mi

The Love Gods Have a Sense of Humor

Today I am thankful about the ever-changeable, ever-humorous universe. It is said that 'in life, the only constant is change.' Ah, this is a true tidbit, isn't it? I recently vowed NOT to date until Michael officially moves out of the house. I also vowed NOT to be close to him unless he signs up for FOO (Family of Origin) and Relationship counseling. I've been with the man nearly a quarter of a century, he's not going to go to therapy to have a relationship with me. He plays games with money, divorce agreements, custody arrangements, transportation, and all sorts of things to keep me stuck here. It's nothing money and a lawyer can't solve. ***** They say that dysfunctional people have three weapons that they use to keep people under their thumb. The acronym is FOG. Yes, they are FOG machines. What does FOG stand for? F ear O bligation -and- G uilt Yes, there is fear. Fear that he won't honor his financial

Personality Theory

Today I am thankful for personality theory. I can't say that I buy into it very much. People change over the course of their lives. Healthy people grow. Unhealthy people either stay static or regress. So what one tests today may change tomorrow. I do believe that personality theories (even ancient ones like astrology) create self-fulfilling prophecies. If people buy into it, it gives a lot of insight into their characters, needs, and behaviors. I've spent most of my adult life studying personality theories. From Eric Fromm's theory's about authoritian -vs- mature personalities and how authoritians fear power while mature people revel in it to Jung's introvert -vs- extrovert theory. A major one of interest to me is an offshoot of Jung, it is the MBTI type inventory. When I'm happy, I'm a textbook INFJ. When I'm pissed off and wanting to strangle my ex, I act like a ESTP. My ex is a ESTP and when he is stressed out

Warped Gratitude Blog

Search This Blog