I have been doing brain isometrics today.
The back story-
Dh has a daughter who lives in Texas with her 2 kids and husband. She hates my guts because I dared to tell her she was a poor credit risk and we cut off the cash flow after pouring thousands of dollars into her which she used for alcohol and drugs instead of paying bills. We were not told when she had her 2nd child, we have never seen her and until last week did not even know her name. She is 2 years old.
Dear Stepdaughter has informed everyone that they are not to give us her contact info for any reasons. We are to send gifts through Gramma. Our stand is that if she can't acknowledge us, no gifts will be forthcoming.
She has informed us that her children have been told that both of her parents died in the accident that killed her mother. Nice daughter, huh? Her words for/to me are not as nice as that. In fact, she has a violent temper and has threatened to kill me in the past.
Now, Gramma is flying her and the kids up here on Tuesday to stay for a week. The Gramma and Grampa expect Rich to go over there and visit with step-daughter and kids. Rich says that he will not see her without me and she will need to come out here on our home turf if she wants to see him.
We expect that she will attempt to come over while I am working one day this week, but he has said that he will call the sheriff if she shows up without notice.
My personal isometrics today were because I have been holding myself back from going down to Gramma's and beating the living crap out of her (verbally, of course). Today, Angie, my dear and wonderful step, was having lunch with Gramma and Grampa when she was told that she could come over to visit, but would not be allowed to talk about politics, family or even her faith around her sister, because it would upset her.
Back back story- Angie is high functioning mentally handicapped. She is loyal and loving. And would do NOTHING to hurt anyone else. Her sister has always been mean and nasty to her and threatened her with bodily harm if she told anyone. Furthermore, on Wednesday, Angie's usual day to visit and have dinner with Gramma and Grampa, she could come visit, but would not be allowed to stay for dinner.
I am hoping that I run across (not over, though that would be nice, too) Gramma at the grocery store this week. I just might have a few words to say to her...
Now, I really must channel this stress into a positive force. How can I turn this into a benefit to me?
Truly, as a former stress eater, I would take this opportunity to stuff my face with Chips & dip, cookies, ice cream.
Of course, that just added to my stress level!
Now I have a better way to deal with stress.
The bottom line is that I cannot control another person, but I can control me. I can control what I put in my mouth, what I do with my body and how I react to others in my life. It is THIS control that is worth it all. Because of MY choices, I have reached my goal range and am happy and confident in who I am. That makes everything else small change.
I choose to have a great week , and I hope you will, too.