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Edited on Sat May-13-06 10:55 PM by Just Me
A man I loved (well, loved while he was taking his medications and hid his narcissistic personality disorder) will be exchanging "property" tomorrow. Both my son and I are quite anxious although I assure my son that this man named "Bob" will be very cool and collected rather than vicious and obnoxious as he has been since he quit his effexor because,...his "reputation" depends upon it. His career as a lawyer is all he has left, with five children hating him, two ex-wives rebuking him and his friends questioning his sanity.
Nevertheless, I'm kinda' scared. My son wants to be armed with at least a bat in spite of my demand he be the "recorder" and "photographer" of the exchange. I told my son that, this will most likely be a very quiet exchange of automobiles and, hopefully, my other things (although, I'm quite ready to give those up to end a relationship with this man).
On Mothers' Day, this exchange is supposed to take place. Nevertheless, my son and I have plans to complete our "Bird Commune" project, which has grown. The Commune includes a "wild bird" feeder, a Humming Bird feeder, a "Spiritual Center" birdhouse, a barn birdhouse, an "Austria-type" birdhouse, a log birdhouse, among others. Tomorrow we complete attachment of the small birdhouses and planting 'Sweet Peas', with twine for that vine to run up to the commune.
We're also planning to plant our 'Sweet Peas' to surround our small back porch. If you've ever been exposed to this delicious plant, you'll understand why I've chosen it to pull me through this difficult time.
Meanwhile, all supportive words and words of wisdom would be hugely appreciated, by "Just Me", right now. Although I believe I can anticipate a fairly passive exchange, I am frightened by this man's unpredictable behavior. I'm sure we, my son and I will get through this just fine,....I guess I just need,...assurance. Geez, my dogs are barking,...I doubt I'll sleep tonight.
Edited for really dumb typos x(
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