I know it has been a long time since I have journaled or written in a diary once again. No excuse to not write. I do admit, though, that I have been very busy since the last time I have written. I have been in and out of my apartment doing errands, chores, and what else women do in their lives from day to day. Today for a Thursday afternoon treat I got to see my parents from Arkansas who were visiting my sister in Wisconsin and were heading up north before heading back to Arkansas until September when they return to Wisconsin. The treat was going to lunch. The visit was fine although a topic of conversation was, more so than anything, a little upsetting. What was the topic of conversation that had upset me this afternoon? It was about the fact that they said that Bing Crosby the Cat was probably peeing in the apartment outside his litter box because they could smell cat urine. Ugh! Some people have sensitive noses. I do have to admit that I did not agree with my parents even though they were adamant about it.
I do not fully understand my parents just as much as they do not fully understand me. I believe wholeheartedly that it goes like that in every family from the past and here and now. I do have to admit that my dad has always been a little tough on me and for good reason but knowing that I am not my estranged brother and my sister, I do not fully understand why I think that my dad is a harder on me at times. He seems to be short tempered with me a lot. What does he expect of/from me? My mom and her husband do not have any problems with me whatsoever.
It is so hard to speak my mind with my dad and his wife. I am learning to cope with certain aspects of -people who find negativity through me more so than being positive. That is something I need to do because I cannot change anyone as I can only change myself. I am always a work in progress.