Months ago, M bought 2 sets of the book and workbook.... no consultation. No discussion. SHE just thought that both of us would benefit.... not to mention, the core purpose of the books.
She spent 10 days alone, out of town, and worked mightily on the exercises back in late summer.
I, on the other hand, have little to no respect for this self-promoting, pat himself on his own back, so and so.
So, the best I was able to promise to do, after repeatedly being nagged and fussed at, was to give the book a once (read) through.
Of course, the lobbying kept up now and then -- she's convinced, I think, that if I'd just do this, I'd be able to determine what I need, and tell her.... not to mention, better understand hers.... yadyadayada.
Now, since her surgery, so maybe a couple weeks ago, one day she let's fly, "Well, I threw out that Relationship Rescue Workbook. You weren't going to use it, anyway."
A few days ago, she lobbied again for me to work on the exercises in the WORKBOOK.... To which I said, "Well, you said you threw it out." Her reply, predictably, was that, "Well, you can just do what I did, and work from the book itself with a notebook."
Oh, but today, today the workbook showed up. Actually, I think it's probably the one she didn't use herself, because I have little doubt that she threw the one away.
So, when I saw the workbook laid out for me, I said, "Is this for me?"
Her reply, not anything related to having thrown the one away, or even remotely referencing that. Her reply, "Well, you said you couldn't FIND IT...."
Such reality bending. Hard to fathom.... hard to bear up being around.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
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