The woman who raged for half an hour when I said "when" at 3/4 cup of coffee as she poured... wanted to talk about boundaries today. This, the lady who nearly ripped my door of its hinge last month, who double parks in front of the garage so I can't park at all, who once mistakenly locked me out for 4 hours and took her grand ole time coming back even though she wasn't doing anything important. She knowingly controls the remote, flipping channels catywampus however she likes, and going into an angry tizzy if the TV is on the music channel. Well, today she, that woman, the woman of no boundaries and total control, wanted to talk about personal space and boundaries. Wow. So we did. Just wow.
We talked about how she shoved me yesterday while trying to reach the microwave as I was leaning and bending into the fridge from the side. I told her (truthfully) that she had hurt me. She replied, "Well, what would you have me do then?" I said she could get my attention and tell me she needs to pass by, or she could just wait 20 seconds (as I often do for her but I didn't say that). Weird - what kind of person doesn't intuitively know this? And, what kind of person just always seems to need the microwave or the kitchen right as I am throwing together a sack lunch and trying to get out the door? She has hours and hours and hours alone in the house, yet suddenly just when I need a resource, all of the sudden, she does too. I don't even know if it's conscious.
She was upset because the other day in the dark just as she got home, I tried to show her a short cut with the TV/music remote. It was dark and I failed to see her body language until she told me to back off, at which point of course I did. I was just being eager to help.
I think she's just upset bec I've been working a little more and can't play Cinderella.
She actually insinuated that I, on the other hand, have no right to boundaries because I am in her home out of her charity due to my hardship. In other words, she was basically saying only people with money deserve boundaries. Wow. So, I guess by that reasoning, it would be considered okay to abuse poor folks.
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She knows I could use more work and yet refuses to mention to any of her many acquaintences and neighbors that I am available to clean homes. I asked why. She said, "Because you won't mop crevices on your hands and knees, and you require telescoping tools to clean windows". Seriously? Both care giving companies I have worked for have forbid employees to mop on their hands and knees. And everyone I know uses telescoping sponge/squeegees to clean windows. Not a ladder, ammonia and newsprint.
I bought her a mop (and broom and vacuum) because she didn't have one. I've used it many times. I mop a lot. Yet, I guess one time she saw me spot clean with a rag. Today she said she cannot recommend me for mopping because I just wipe spots with a rag. OMG. I reminded her I bought her the mop, & that I use it all the time. When I moved in, her place was very dirty. It has been very clean for many months. She admits it.
But she can't bring herself to recommend me to clean homes.
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The moment I woke up and had not even had a sip of my coffee and decaf mix, she told me she wanted to tell me something serious. I told her I had been white knuckling pain the last 5 hours (as she should damn well know) and bargained for a few minutes to get a little caffeine in me before her tirade. She said it's time for me to move out. Okay, I'll call the limo.
She doesn't get it.