Oh the Drama, the Drama

Friday the 12th was the day of my SILs inurnment. I missed it. I had assumed it was settled the last time I talked with my local brother [J] that he was going to pick me up at 2 PM and we would go together. That was my understanding. However, at 2 PM I was sitting here with my coat on, having just returned from my SG meeting, waiting for him. He never showed up and I missed the ceremony, but called my niece and explained that I wouldn't be there.

It turns out that J's understanding of our conversation was that if it turned out that I wanted to go, I would call him during the week. Apparently what he remembered was a comment I made early on during our conversation, while I was still angry about missing the funeral, that maybe I would just skip the inurnment. A spiteful comment I made out of my anger at being forgotten. That was what stayed with him, and not that he would come by at 2 PM to get me.

Now, after J and I hung up, J called my brother [B] whose wife just died, and told him that he, B, had forgotten to call me about the time of the funeral. B, in turn, immediately called me and apologized profusely, and we had a good chat during which I told him I understood and forgave him, and all was good. B said he'd see me Friday. So that conversation eased any angst I might have felt and expressed to J about "skipping the inurnment."

So I thought J was coming to get me Friday at 2 whereas J had expected me to call him if I wanted to go. Of course, I never called, so when he didn't show up, I was really pissed - forgotten not once, but twice! I left a message for J, and when he called me back I told him how angry I was with him. He, in turn, was angry at me for not remembering that I was supposed to call him if I wanted a ride, and yelled at me saying that I always turned stories around, and to Kiss His A$$, at which point I hung up on him.

Still with me?

After thinking about it, and reading what I wrote here, and sleeping on it, I am pretty sure that I was right - but NOT absolutely positive. So I called J back the next day and apologized for hanging up on him; told him that he was probably right. Then he apologized too because it turns out he hung up on me at the same time and was feeling bad about it too. So, having apologized I asked if we're good, and he said yes, so all is well in Websterland.

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We are experiencing an Arctic Blast here in the great Pacific Northwest the likes of which we haven't seen since 1990. I remember the snowfall we had back then. DH and I lived in Lacey, WA for two years, and the apartment we lived in had a wonderful back yard. If I can find the pictures, I will scan them to show you the snowmen we built. Back then I could actually make a snowman! Today? Not on your life.

Good Night, TTYL and Be Well