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Post by GeekGoddess on Dec 18, 2016 9:26:22 GMT -5
She's been cleaning?  "Cleaning." She decided to swap several rooms worth of stuff at the same time. So, the stacks of boxes that have been in the spare bedroom for the last ~16 months are now in the living room, kitchen, and our bedroom. And the bed that was in the spare bedroom was in our bedroom, but is now in the office. And the day bed that was in the office was also in our bedroom, but is now partially in the living room, and partially in the spare bedroom. And the work projects I had in the office are now scattere between the back bedroom, living room, and our bedroom. You have just gotten a clear view of the inner workings of her mind. Don't kid yourself calling it cleaning - she reshuffles things this way to baffle you & herself. This self-sabotage is not an honest attempt to organize but she gets to claim it is. Dat girl be cra-cray. Good luck regathering the work projects! The rest I'd shake my head about, but I'd be pretty pissed over the work pieces. |
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 18, 2016 9:50:00 GMT -5
She's been cleaning? "Cleaning." She decided to swap several rooms worth of stuff at the same time. So, the stacks of boxes that have been in the spare bedroom for the last ~16 months are now in the living room, kitchen, and our bedroom. And the bed that was in the spare bedroom was in our bedroom, but is now in the office. And the day bed that was in the office was also in our bedroom, but is now partially in the living room, and partially in the spare bedroom. And the work projects I had in the office are now scattere between the back bedroom, living room, and our bedroom. Like that's exactly what you want a week before Christmas with deadlines. Thanks wife! |
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Post by ggold on Dec 18, 2016 11:16:45 GMT -5
"Cleaning." She decided to swap several rooms worth of stuff at the same time. So, the stacks of boxes that have been in the spare bedroom for the last ~16 months are now in the living room, kitchen, and our bedroom. And the bed that was in the spare bedroom was in our bedroom, but is now in the office. And the day bed that was in the office was also in our bedroom, but is now partially in the living room, and partially in the spare bedroom. And the work projects I had in the office are now scattere between the back bedroom, living room, and our bedroom. Like that's exactly what you want a week before Christmas with deadlines. Thanks wife! I am embarrassed to say that my house is in such disarray right now. I am positive it's indicative of the chaos in my personal life. I am scattered and have an "I don't give a shit" attitude. This is spilling over into other areas: my household duties, parenting, my job. It's not like I'm inattentive to my kids or my job is in jeopardy, but I'm just all over the fucking place. eternaloptimism and it totally doesn't help that it's the week before Christmas!!! I never made a list for gifts, cards are not done, I still have to shop for a few more people, the kids need outfits.....etc. etc. I am a hot, fucking mess!! ugh!!! |
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 18, 2016 11:37:45 GMT -5
Aaah ggold. It's hard to remain motivated isn't it when the personal life is so up the swanny! I decided last Christmas not to worry about everything being perfect. It never is! I won't even be Christmas shopping until Christmas Eve. I (hopefully) will get my Christmas bonus next week when I have my appraisal at work. No bonus=no Christmas. I've put my heart and soul into my job all year so if there is no bonus, they'll be a staff member short the following day I xmas shopped the day before last xmas too. It was surprisingly zen! It wasn't half as busy as you would expect... not everyone has the balls to leave it that late I guess! The shops were all well prepared, extra staff, helping people even as they queued. As long as you don't HAVE to have specific items, I'd highly recommend it  She says.... |
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Post by cagedtiger on Dec 18, 2016 12:47:30 GMT -5
Another one: how borderline antisocial she is, and as a result how she takes my outgoing nature as a personal insult to her. We had our service of lessons and carols today, and I had a solo part. Add in that I'm the deacon in charge of outreach and had lots of visitors and two people join, and i had a lot i had to do. She took offense that i didn't hang out with her more immediately after the service and left in a huff while I was looking for her.
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Post by ggold on Dec 18, 2016 13:04:16 GMT -5
Another one: how borderline antisocial she is, and as a result how she takes my outgoing nature as a personal insult to her. We had our service of lessons and carols today, and I had a solo part. Add in that I'm the deacon in charge of outreach and had lots of visitors and two people join, and i had a lot i had to do. She took offense that i didn't hang out with her more immediately after the service and left in a huff while I was looking for her. Good God!! She should be PROUD of you not pissy! I will tell you CT, I love outgoing people and am proud of you!! :-) |
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Post by nancyb on Dec 18, 2016 13:47:44 GMT -5
This is my first Christmas separated. It's really hard to navigate through the emotional minefield of my broken relationship without the holiday stress. I'm just going easy this year, no expectations of myself or anyone else. I have given myself permission to take a year off. Still baking though. It's therapeutic. |
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Post by cagedtiger on Dec 18, 2016 14:20:05 GMT -5
"Cleaning." She decided to swap several rooms worth of stuff at the same time. So, the stacks of boxes that have been in the spare bedroom for the last ~16 months are now in the living room, kitchen, and our bedroom. And the bed that was in the spare bedroom was in our bedroom, but is now in the office. And the day bed that was in the office was also in our bedroom, but is now partially in the living room, and partially in the spare bedroom. And the work projects I had in the office are now scattere between the back bedroom, living room, and our bedroom. Her messing with your work projects is 100% disrespectful! Why would she mess with YOUR office without discussing it with you? My husbands office is a space I wouldn't touch. ...and I have to help dig everything out, when it's sunny, 73, and we have dogs begging to go run/ walk/ play at the park. That she was yelling at earlier for being restless. And this is why we won't ever have kids. |
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Post by DryCreek on Dec 18, 2016 14:26:06 GMT -5
She's been cleaning? "Cleaning." She decided to swap several rooms worth of stuff at the same time. So, the stacks of boxes that have been in the spare bedroom for the last ~16 months are now in the living room, kitchen, and our bedroom. And the bed that was in the spare bedroom was in our bedroom, but is now in the office. And the day bed that was in the office was also in our bedroom, but is now partially in the living room, and partially in the spare bedroom. And the work projects I had in the office are now scattere between the back bedroom, living room, and our bedroom. Curious... did her "cleaning explosion" come to completion, or was a project started and then abandoned mid-stream when it became overwhelming? It's one thing to tear down to rebuild, but I'd wager she wasn't focused and bit off far more than she was prepared to finish. Does it appear that she had a goal in mind? I.e., changing sleeping arrangements? Sounds kinda random. |
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Post by ggold on Dec 18, 2016 14:31:28 GMT -5
This is my first Christmas separated. It's really hard to navigate through the emotional minefield of my broken relationship without the holiday stress. I'm just going easy this year, no expectations of myself or anyone else. I have given myself permission to take a year off. Still baking though. It's therapeutic. Good for you. I cannot imagine what you are feeling. Take care of YOU! Xo |
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 18, 2016 14:37:10 GMT -5
Another one: how borderline antisocial she is, and as a result how she takes my outgoing nature as a personal insult to her. We had our service of lessons and carols today, and I had a solo part. Add in that I'm the deacon in charge of outreach and had lots of visitors and two people join, and i had a lot i had to do. She took offense that i didn't hang out with her more immediately after the service and left in a huff while I was looking for her. Ooo solo. What did you sing? You must feel like her "responsible adult" sometimes Tiger. I get the feeling sometimes she is jealous of how easily you relate to people. X |
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 18, 2016 14:38:30 GMT -5
For being ocd, how much she seems to thrive on chaos and disorder. Just got back this evening to the master bedroom, guest bedroom, and the home office having all their contents tossed basically into the master bedroom, kitchen, and living room while she was cleaning. I'm sorry I'm laughing. I am chaos. When I settle in to clean a room, I really clean a room. If it doesn't belong there, it's out. The only difference between me and your wife I put things into boxes or bags. The first thing he asks is "what's all this stuff?" He can deal with my methods as long as I don't touch his bureau.  That's not his actual desk is it Rhapsodee? Holy shit! |
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 18, 2016 14:41:32 GMT -5
This is my first Christmas separated. It's really hard to navigate through the emotional minefield of my broken relationship without the holiday stress. I'm just going easy this year, no expectations of myself or anyone else. I have given myself permission to take a year off. Still baking though. It's therapeutic. Nancy, you keep listening to The Weeknd, dancing your backside off, baking and drinking Christmassy drinks. This is for you my lovely friend |
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Post by Rhapsodee on Dec 18, 2016 14:57:53 GMT -5
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 18, 2016 15:02:09 GMT -5
I couldn't cope! You are a bloody saint woman! |
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