Home Again

I'm back in the Bay Area. The weather is crispy and my cold has disappeared. My sister is bothering me just a bit. Today, my bil (brother-in-law) told me that two weeks back, my brother and his new girlfriend stayed over for the weekend. Hmm. News to me. I guess I have this "youngest child" complex, but I absolutely hate it when I'm the last to know things. I definitely have to be "in the know." And that goes for my professional life as well. I was just telling danny how irritating it is that my supervisor at work never listens to me. No, not like that. He literally never wants to hear me. He'll talk right over me when I'm letting him know vital information. It's like what I have to say means nothing to him. Finally, I had to literally make it a point to go into his office and let him know certain information that would affect HIM, not me.

My sister, like my parents and the rest of my family, are all disappointed that my brother and his last girlfriend/one-sided fiance broke up. (I say "one-sided fiance" because it was literally one sided - my brother didn't want anything to do with the marriage part...yet). Anyway, I turn into this crazy woman whenever I find out that people are rooting for her. She was a nut case. I don't even have enough time or patience to get into it. Either way, God always makes things work out in the end. (I need to tell that one to my mom..I should put it in my pocket for that next time they get on my case about my brother's love life.)

If it wasn't for my bil, I would be all alone on this side of the fence - the "I don't think she's the right one for you" side. I think what I get most upset about simply is the fact that I would be all alone. It makes no sense to me why my family couldn't see what I saw. Other people saw it...her classmates, friends, people from her past, even my bil. How come my family couldn't see? That is a scary thing. Another thing, if it's over, if it's REALLY over, how come she keeps coming back and haunting me!? I gotta give her credit, she did a real number on this family. Two points for her...she won them over. That truly is a hard thing to do, but I learned a good lesson from her: enough ass-kissing will get you very far.

So while I feel like I'm home again, it's such a shame that my sister and I never see eye-to-eye on this subject, and many other subjects. I feel duped. I hate the fact that I go out of my way to make my sister happy, and I don't feel that reciprocation. If my sister were just any other friend, it would be kinda over by now. I just wouldn't put up with that shiz-nitz. Sad to say, but I think should would have been another H.