When Disappointments Start Piling Up

It has been a week or two of disappointments piling up.  Disappointments in people.  It's a time of needing to hear music by Simon and Garfunckel.  The people of which I was disappointed turned out to be more savage than I could have anticipated.  And the disappointments started stacking up.  My God, I think there is such a need for people to go get some solid caring psychotherapy and get their pain ironed out so that they don't lay it out on other people.  

Friends tend to be more important to me probably than most.  I have this little sewing group that I've gone to for about six months and there's this one lady who has had a very hard life and is an oft times preaching and professes to have the answers for everything.  I have gotten along with her pretty well though sometimes I go to this group, hoping to have a fun time and it gets filled up with her blather which are irritations to me.  I did make a mistake in being intolerant and when she started in on her fundamentalist preaching, I said quietly, "here we go again".  I got forewarned by a friendly acquaintance that this particular person was not in a good mood; and she wasn't.    

Prior to that I had had to choose to drop a new friend that I had had misgivings about early on.  I had met this lady and there was alot that was pretty neat about her although later I was to observe her sarcasm at me in front of a group and alone.  I don't know if she realized what she was doing.  It hurt and I didn't appreciate it.  I don't do sarcasm.  I think people who engage in sarcasm have issues. 

So I go to class on a Tuesday and this teacher hands out a test for which I was prepared as she had told us earlier that we would be tested on the one chapter.  She ends up surprising us with a test on the two prior chapters as well. She hadn't even warned us that she might plan to do that.  So later, after the test and people were leaving; she comes up to me and says, "How's your studying doing?".  Since I've had a fairly long stream of negative energy coming my way over the earlier two weeks, I'm beginning (almost comically so) to be paranoid and wondering why she's asking me that.  Maybe she didn't like it that I brought up the fact in class that since I didn't know that there would be a test on Chapters 1 or 2, I didn't study for it.  Kind of a faux pas, maybe?  

Then I weighed myself.  I was hoping for a pleasant surprise.  I didn't get it.  I got a bad surprise.  I weighed what I did when we moved to NM from AK.  So I wasn't a happy camper.  

When the chain of events in my life change from non-stop lovely to being negative, negative, negative, negative I find it hard to deal with.  Thank God, that my life's pattern over the past twenty years has been that of 85 to 90% days of sunshine and smiles.  It's good to stop and remember that and be grateful.