Frustration. . .
What to do when you can't put in out there on facebook. . . you go to LiveJournal and scream! But, screaming doesn't really help so I will simply put it out there. I am married to a very generous man. . . we don't have money to spare but we still share it when we can. I've got two tenants to help us meet our bills, but if someone is more desperate than we are, I've got to do something, be it ever so humble.
Recently I made dinner for a friend who's husband had heart surgery, after all I know she's been beside herself with worry and traveling back and forth to the hospital where he was for a week. And next week, I plan on taking the full crock-pot with beef stroganoff to my husband's sisters family. Her husband just lost his sister, after losing both his parents in the past year and a half. . . so they need some TLC. I'll plan on making his favorite fall dessert. . . Orange pumpkin spike cake. Got to try to help people heal on every front.
So, it brings me to what I frustrated about. My husband's ex seemingly has no friends or anyone to do her favors other than us. . . by us, it's usually him, and sometimes me too. And, I never feel any gratitude coming from her. Today, John is "donating" about three or four hours of manual labor doing her . . . well, we'll call it her fall clean-up. I've paid someone to come here to do ours so that he doesn't have to work so hard. . . and feel so overwhelmed. On the other hand, she just asks. . . for whatever she needs. Never even makes him cookies, or lunch. Like today. He does intermitent fasting and doesn't eat until 1 p.m. but did she offer him lunch, NO, and it's close to three p.m. He plans on staying for another 90 minutes. . . w/o food. We had her stay with us once when there was a hurricane and she was evacuated. She couldn't go to the shelter because she has a cat, and they didn't take animals. So, she came here. Let me "serve" her, cook for her (and us) didn't even bring her own dishes to the sink and when it was time, without fanfare said: "I'm leaving now, it's safe to go back. Nary a thank you. . . I really could scream. If there is one thing I hate more than anything, it's being taken for granted or being taken advantage of. And, she does it in spades. WHAT THE HELL DOESN'T SHE GET ABOUT BEING AN EX???