Wednesday, January 30, 2013
It's only Wednesday, and I am done with this week already.
I called my daughter Monday to discuss a couple of topics (boyfriend's birthday, upcoming Valentine treats I'm aking for the grandson to give to his classmates, and plans for dinner before the circus that we are all going to tomorrow). Things were going relatively well until I mentioned a new kid flick coming out on Valentine's Day. I asked if she or the grandson had plans that day. She said no. I previously had thought if Dan, (her BF) was going to do anything for her that day he would most likely choose the evening to do so since he works during the day. So I said to her that her dad and I would like to take her and the grandson to see this new movie after school that day if at all possible. She responded sharply, and I quote, "I don't want to go anywhere with you!" So I replied, "fine, forget I asked. Perhaps we can take the grandson some other day later that week or the following." She exploded with a some descriptive words and names, saying I misunderstood, than abuptly hung up. I tried calling back but no answer. That night her dad called her and of course she answers for him. She told him I misunderstood earlier. That what she meant was she didn't want to spend any part of Valentine's day with me. That it was wrong of me in the first place to presume she would. She also said she has decided we can't have her son this Friday therefore no Heath Adventure nor sleepover. When asked, she gave no reason for the sudden change of plans.
Yesterday, DH called our daughter again, asking if we can take the grandson to a nice dinner prior to the circus tomorrow than with us to the venue. (The daughter had said Monday that her boyfriend works until 4 so we would have to grab fast food on the way instead of going out to a restaurant like previously planned and that the grandson would most likely miss the pre-show.) DH on the other hand had wanted DGS to eat something other than fast food and be able to see the pre-show so he took it upon himself to ask if changes could be made. Now I wasn't aware DH had even called her nor his intention until the call was made. He came to me afterwards and said our daughter was anger with ME (surprise, surprise), and that she felt we didn't even want her to go. After a moment or two of getting over the "What now?" shock, I called her but she wouldn't answer the phone. I tried a few more times yesterday to get a hold of her but no such luck.
So as it stands I have a daughter who hates me for even so much as breathing, foaming at the mouth now for something I didn't even have knowledge of. Not to mention she is acting like a 2 year old, refusing to answer her cell. Tomorrow I am suppose to have an "enjoyable" evening at the circus with her and the grandson no less. Not likely! I am vastly aware of just how horribly stressful tomorrow night will be. After all it is difficult at best to have fun with anyone when the air is thick with hatefulness, disrepect and a bad attitude coming at you from all sides. It puts a dark cloud over everything. I already don't want to go. It's been a nasty week thus far, destined only to become worse.