Rejection

Have you ever done anything that made you feel rejected? Growing old is a big rejection in today's society. At least I feel that way... Rejected by your kids, husband, and stereotypical people. Do we do this to ourselves? Are we the reason there is a stereotype for women our age? Like "Cougar, M.I.L.F, Tramp, wannabe..."

This weekend was a perfect example of what I'm saying. Needing to get out and tie one on with the girls at Happy Hour. I got all dressed up, thinking I looked pretty cute. I haven't been feeling really good about myself during the week so, I was trying really hard to make an effort to be social and to look good.

My husband called while I was on my way to meet my friends and he was wanting to meet with us to say, Hi. No biggie, why not??? We all met and sat for a drink. Hubby talks sports most of the time, making me anxious for him to leave. Then he processed to talk about the wild party we had the weekend before. UGH! Which we end up bickering about. One women was is a position that he created which did not look good to the houseful of kids that were inside and watching. You see... He is the biggest flirt on this plant. Especially when it comes to thin, boob job women. Two women of this description were at my house that weekend and he was in his element. Anyway we were invited to go to a baseball game with these people (as couples). I did not want to go. Imagine that... Plus, I absolutely hate sports and would rather stay home with the kids than sit at a sport related deal. Now, if the kids were invited, that would be a different story. I would want to go because they would have fun going to a game with all their friends.

Husband finally leaves to take our children to the High School football game. I can finally relax. Thank God! A moment with my girlfriends.... After an hour, I step out of the restaurant and talk to my Husband on the cell. He processed to tell me that my friends will be calling me to beg me to go the the baseball game. Saying, It will be fun... I'm furious because all my husband wants to do is see these girls drunk and get his cheep thrills. Not hearing that I would rather spend time with the family. Of course, I give in. Frustrated, I yell, I don't want to talk to anyone and do what he wants and hang up. I'm devastated! I start to cry and I don't cry. Rejection #1.

I go back in and drown my frustrations in another drink and talk to my friends about what just happened. We end up staying till around 9:30ish. Had a great time chatting and flirting with the bartender that knows us well.

When I get home my teenage daughter (16) and two of her friends are drowning their sorrows in a tub of ice cream. They are depressed that they don't have boyfriends. I join in by diving into the ice cream as well. Trying to give them advice. My lovely, teenage daughter is horrified and say, I need to be turned into "What not to wear and say" show. I need to act my age... :( Rejection #2.

My husband and other children shortly return home. He lets me know that the baseball deal is all planned. We are picking everyone up @ 5:00PM. We will also go out after the game. Double UGH! Then he tells me a play by play of his night. Especially, how much makeup so and so had on. I replied, you never noticed that before because your eyes are never on her face. lol lol HAHAHA... I got a big kick out of that response from myself. He didn't even notice or flinch an eye on that comment. So, I went to bed. Rejection #3


Today's the day... Am I going to the game to feel more rejection???? Will he make me feel like shit if I don't want to go? Yes and Yes.... I already feel rejection #4 coming in just a measly 3 days. Stay tuned... I'm sure I'll have much to say about tonight.

What would you do????????????????????? I'm grasping at straws here...

M

Submission

Hmmmmmmmm Last night we had company and my husband was telling our company that I was going through a mid-life crisis... UGH! Like the world needs to hear that! I was just saying I would like to move to Greece or somewhere by an ocean, anywhere but here in the living hell I'm in now. We bickered in front of our company for a bit and to my surprise, they agreed with me that there could be a simpler life. My husband finally agreed that he would move to Hawaii and no where else. I said, I'd compromise... lol He admitted to everyone that he was very happy with his life exactly how it is now. He wouldn't change a thing.

If this is truly a mid-life crisis I'm in... When will it pass? If it does pass will I change my way of thinking or will I just submitt to the things that cannot or will not change? Will this submission make me happy?

M