I don't know, maybe I'm getting too old
....or at least very little patience for foolishness.
In the last few years certain events have had me rethinking about a lot of things and quite frankly, my "thick skin" has gotten to the point I don't care and about to lose my ever-loving mind on those causing the problems. No, I'm not referring to the spouse or kids, but everyone else. For example, Mum is still pulling her toxic personality card in conjunction with her recent hip injury. Yes, the fall resulting in her hip being broken and subsequence replacement is the fault of the hospital and their housekeeping staff, but she doesn't have to make my life anymore miserable than she already has. I've told her at least a dozen times (or more) that I am not in the position of taking care of her - don't get me wrong, I don't want to sound like some ingrate to her situation, but as much as she "informs" the homecare workers that I can't be there all the time for her because I have my own family, it still doesn't stop her from demanding that I drop what I'm doing, change my plans and appointments to be at her beck and call. I've had arguments with my husband about this...actually both of us were saying the same thing, just worded differently, and spoken with the GP that I can't keep doing this, it's at the point I can't take the time I need to take care of myself, let alone deal with preparing my house so I can have the realtor to view and list my current place.
Selling my current residence, is yet another headache. The neighbour lady next door had her boyfriend living with her and the belligerence from both with his dog (an uncontrolled bull mastiff, that would lunge, defecate in my yard and snap/growl whenever I or the kids would walk up our own stairs and neither him or the neighbour would do anything to correct it), to her leaving her garbage all over the backyard not only making a mess, but drawing mice and rats near the house. Luckily none of my kids ever got bitten by rodents, but that's still a a on-going concern. Then there's the smells that seeps through the cracks between the two houses, her cooking got so bad that it's put me off certain types of food, not to mention the constant smell of weed. Though, I will say that now that her and her piece are no longer living together (he moved because of the destruction his dog had done the subdivision, that City Compliance (aka Bylaws) and police were called on them - an NO I did not call Compliance or the police on them, though I did complain to her via FB messenger (which fell on deaf ears). So now that he's gone, she's still cooking and smoking as if he's still there. Personally, if someone smokes weed (which is now legal in Canada since October 17, 2019), fine, but it's a problem when I can't breath because of it. I'm asthmatic and actually suffer from an allergy to cannabis (and yes, it is possible to be allergic to cannabis). That I've politely asked her not to blow the smoke towards my windows. So to avoid any confrontation, we're selling our current house and eventually move back into our old house (Mum and my eldest still live there).
So, now I'm still wide awake and dealing with a barometric migraine (and I can't take anymore meds for it) *boo* *hiss* but I need to get some sleep, but can't. *oh joy, oh bliss*
....oh well....
I might as well try. Maybe I can just lay there and hope that I drift off to sleep....doubtful at this point. *le sighs*
Night.
In the last few years certain events have had me rethinking about a lot of things and quite frankly, my "thick skin" has gotten to the point I don't care and about to lose my ever-loving mind on those causing the problems. No, I'm not referring to the spouse or kids, but everyone else. For example, Mum is still pulling her toxic personality card in conjunction with her recent hip injury. Yes, the fall resulting in her hip being broken and subsequence replacement is the fault of the hospital and their housekeeping staff, but she doesn't have to make my life anymore miserable than she already has. I've told her at least a dozen times (or more) that I am not in the position of taking care of her - don't get me wrong, I don't want to sound like some ingrate to her situation, but as much as she "informs" the homecare workers that I can't be there all the time for her because I have my own family, it still doesn't stop her from demanding that I drop what I'm doing, change my plans and appointments to be at her beck and call. I've had arguments with my husband about this...actually both of us were saying the same thing, just worded differently, and spoken with the GP that I can't keep doing this, it's at the point I can't take the time I need to take care of myself, let alone deal with preparing my house so I can have the realtor to view and list my current place.
Selling my current residence, is yet another headache. The neighbour lady next door had her boyfriend living with her and the belligerence from both with his dog (an uncontrolled bull mastiff, that would lunge, defecate in my yard and snap/growl whenever I or the kids would walk up our own stairs and neither him or the neighbour would do anything to correct it), to her leaving her garbage all over the backyard not only making a mess, but drawing mice and rats near the house. Luckily none of my kids ever got bitten by rodents, but that's still a a on-going concern. Then there's the smells that seeps through the cracks between the two houses, her cooking got so bad that it's put me off certain types of food, not to mention the constant smell of weed. Though, I will say that now that her and her piece are no longer living together (he moved because of the destruction his dog had done the subdivision, that City Compliance (aka Bylaws) and police were called on them - an NO I did not call Compliance or the police on them, though I did complain to her via FB messenger (which fell on deaf ears). So now that he's gone, she's still cooking and smoking as if he's still there. Personally, if someone smokes weed (which is now legal in Canada since October 17, 2019), fine, but it's a problem when I can't breath because of it. I'm asthmatic and actually suffer from an allergy to cannabis (and yes, it is possible to be allergic to cannabis). That I've politely asked her not to blow the smoke towards my windows. So to avoid any confrontation, we're selling our current house and eventually move back into our old house (Mum and my eldest still live there).
So, now I'm still wide awake and dealing with a barometric migraine (and I can't take anymore meds for it) *boo* *hiss* but I need to get some sleep, but can't. *oh joy, oh bliss*
....oh well....
I might as well try. Maybe I can just lay there and hope that I drift off to sleep....doubtful at this point. *le sighs*
Night.