Starting December 1st, I will be a permanent employee with the company where I currently work. For the past 6 months I have been working as a temp to perm employee and my company has finally decided that they can not do without me! I am so excited! I finally get to start re-contributing to my 401K and I'll have better insurance. This is a huge relief for me.
This past weekend, my immediate family and I celebrated Thanksgiving. It was such a good day. Whenever I get together with my parents and Junior's family it always starts with a feeling of dread and trepidation. The success, so to speak, of the gathering is always based on Junior's mood. If he is in a good mood, we all are relaxed and enjoy ourselves. When he is not, it is horrible. I would imagine that it is like being married to a physically abusive person. Now, I have never been married or been in an abusive relationship BUT from hearing many stories about these type of relationships, it is the closest analogy I can find. Several times Junior's mood has been explosive and things have always gone down hill. He and Parental Unit #2 do not always get along simply because they are so much alike. Parental Unit #1 has often told me that Parental Unit #2 was a lot like Junior but that Junior is about 10 times worse. Kinda like Parental Unit #2 on crack at 30+ years. Now according to Parental Unit #1, Parental Unit #2 has mellowed out quite a bit. But she also said that it doesn't look like Junior is mellowing out at all.
Usually our get-togethers end up with everyone but Junior hanging out in the kitchen, getting things together for a meal. Junior is always in the living room with the TV on, regardless of what else is going on. We can have music going, or a game of hopscotch with the kids, or all the adults chatting outside on the desk but he always isolates himself to the TV. I just don't understand. Sunday, he actually decided he was sick and went home, leaving his 3 children with his 1st wife and his current wife and their child to celebrate a "family" dinner by themselves. There have been times that I have had bronchitis and I have dragged my ass out of the bed to at least participate in the conversation. One Christmas I had walking pneumonia and absolutely refused to stay in bed so that I could spend time with everyone.
Am I saying I am a better person than him? Not at all. Am I less selfish than him? You bet! And that is saying a lot because I'm a pretty selfish person. An example of my selfishness: When Junior was getting married the first time, I got really pissed at Parental Unit #1 because she was spending a whole lot of time with the future ex-SIL in planning the wedding. (I'm possesive, what can I say) When I say I got pissed, I mean pissed. I stopped talking to my mother. Whenever I had to talk to her, I was down right disrespectful and nothing but a spoiled brat. So for me to say that Junior is more selfish than me is saying a mouthful.
This was not going to be a rant about dear Junior, it was supposed to be about our wonderful Thanksgiving meal. I have again digressed beyond what I was going to post, not that anyone is actually reading this blog anyway.
Anyway, to all of you in blog land - Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving. Eat a lot and love more.
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