It’s damned if I do, and damned if I don’t. I knew it was going there. It’s never enough. I fuck up a couple of times, and it’s held against me. I make strides to step up, and suddenly because I did that the bar gets raised. I should go back to assuming I live alone and nothing will get done unless I do it. I’m much more at peace doing that, and feel a hell of a lot better because I know it’s going to get done and I’m not going to wait for someone else.
An interesting bit about communication….If you actually say something, you might be surprised that something gets done. It’s an amazing concept, you speak, and someone listens and speaks back to either confirm or negate what was said. I may be a witch, but I sure as hell am not a mind-reader. You don’t say it, don’t bitch if it doesn’t get done. If I can learn that one, so can others. Obviously, the concept of seeing a need an providing a service is an out-dated process. Or just something unique to me. Fuck it. This is why it’s always been better if I live alone.