What we have here,
is [yet another] failure to communicate.
The boys were supposed to stay at X’s tonight. So they could get up early to go to N&M’s farm with X to mow.
I came home from the movie at 11:00 p.m. to find teenager shoes all over the entry way.
Apparently, X “forgot” that DS2 had a baseball game tomorrow evening and so decided not to go to the farm tomorrow. That and something about not being able to take the day off.
So, the boys were returned home at the usual time.
Which is all well and good. Unless I had made plans to go somewhere for the night. Like Duluth. Or a cabin. Or out drinking until 2 a.m. Or any number of legitimate “entertainment” scenarios that one could think of when the children aren’t going to be home.
And if I say anything, the response will be an attitude-filled apology and a ‘promise’ that it won’t happen again. Like the last time. And the time before that. And the time…
Oh, you get the idea.
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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task force part deux 2006
The problem with secrets 2006
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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task force part deux 2006
The problem with secrets 2006
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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task force part deux 2006
The problem with secrets 2006
June 28th, 2007 at 7:55 am
A failure to communicate? Or, perhaps, a structural inability? A car dosn’t fail to fly, you know? It just can’t. Although, clearly, my providing insights into your X’s psychology is pretty silly. Like you don’t know all this already.
June 28th, 2007 at 8:40 am
That’s a great metaphor. Thank you. You’re exactly right. I keep expecting something that is a structural inability and the only one that keeps getting disappointed by that is me.
*sigh*
June 28th, 2007 at 10:23 am
That sort of thing has always driven me nuts. How DO you know the difference between “can’t” and “won’t”???? My spouse swears “we” need to work on “our” communications, but the only one who does (it seems) is me. And part of me has always wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt, or more time to “work on it”, and then all of a sudden it’s months or years later and nothing has changed. Gah.
June 28th, 2007 at 2:56 pm
A failure to communicate indeed!
June 28th, 2007 at 3:20 pm
Sounds just like my ex yesterday when he forgot to pick up my kid from camp. LOL… what are we going to do?
June 29th, 2007 at 12:42 am
I not only get the idea, I live it every day.