Another day
Well, I'm about three weeks into my watershed moment. I would normally share the working day mornings and afternoons in our small gallery. But her behaviour has been so unpredictable, and she had ready access to the takings, that I finally barred her out. I will have to look into employing someone or opening fewer hours, but either will be preferable to having a partner in a shop smelling of Vodka. What I have now is a very angry woman whose irrational venom has been directed today towards my daughters boyfriend (he's fat, ugly and his jeans hang down) my mother (toothless old bag) -she can't find enough ways to try to make me angry, but it's not working anymore.
I wonder when or if the moment will come when she takes a look at herself?
Whilst I'm preparing dinner she makes herself a sandwich, then accuses me of starving her, and so the madness goes on.
I have an al-anon meeting on Tuesday-plenty to discuss!