Negative
Ughhh, I had to deal with him again. The call came first thing in the morning, and luckily for me I had left my cell phone in the car, not something I do often, but glad I did none the less.
Once I saw who the missed call came from my stomach instantly went to knots. Why? I don't know? I guess because there is always some kind of drama when I have to deal with him and I'd rather just avoid the conversation altogether. I listened to his voicemail as he explains who he is. Duh, like I don't know... but well at least he was nice, right? Oh wait I'm sure he's holding a knife somewhere to stab me with when I least expect it, so I better stay on my guard... His message is evasive, he needs me to call him to discuss something... hmm, I wonder what? He wants to borrow money, naw we went through that one already, he wants me to choose sides, he wants to let me know how wonderful he is in taking care of everything always, or just how wonderful he is period? does this describe someone you know? I avoid the return call for most of the day, although it still lingered in my thoughts until I decided he wasn't going to control me or my emotions. I made the call...
He answered with a cheery voice and I said who I was, ya know, just in case he didn't know... He started off with an apology... wait a minute what? Your type doesn't know how to accept blame for anything. Oh right, I got it now... see I'm apologizing so that you will NOW do what I wanted you to do before I called....
So I spend 20 minutes on the phone discussing things with him, to which I'm sure he hears nothing of what I'm saying and I will listen to nothing of what he is saying. The difference being I have changed. I no longer try to please him or appease him.
Positive
I went to see the farmer tonight with Zach. The sweetest man you could meet. I took him over the collage I made of pictures I took of him and his farm. He was so pleased with the pictures and wanted to pay me for which I refused. I told him I would be back to take more pictures. He then wanted to show me pictures his wife had taken. He brought out a framed collage of pictures of the farm which his wife took. I asked how long ago he lost her, he got choked up when he replied 14 years ago. Both Zach and I were saddened by his distress. But once he began talking again he said how blessed he is for all these great neighbors bringing him things, and he wanted to give us something in return, just spending time with him is gift enough!
