A Resolution
A post or two ago I went on about the stress headache.
I am really happy to say that the static with my housemate seems to be, for the moment, resolved, and in a totally constructive way.
I know that in person and on line I can come across as a high stress person with a hair trigger temper, but the opposite is actually true. I despise static. I loathe having to be angry. All I want is to be mellow and happy all the fucking time. I get angry and vehement because other people push the assholery to to the point of outrage.
This is true politically and it is true in my personal life. take this nonsense with my sister: if you go through my archives, you will find that i didn’t even write about her outburst when it happened. I don’t think I’ve even mentioned it on the blog before now, although a search might prove me wrong (I’m lazy like that). I don’t have a grudge as I’ve written: it’s purely pragmatic. she’s a nice enough person when she’s not being mean.
To the subject at hand: tension about our housemate has been building for a few weeks, and when she walked in the front door this evening, my stomach did a backflip because I knew I was going to have to kind of lay down the law. As she came upstairs, I called out, “Grace? We have to touch base on some stuff.”
What followed was a frank but friendly back and forth about each others’ expectations and assumptions: some stuff was clarified, and without one sharp word everything seems to be settled, to both of our advantage. I fell like this might actually work out after all.
I really wish everything could be so straightforwardly addressed. I really hate static, but unfortunately my nature compels me to call bullshit.
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