Besides the duty of having to pay these bills one that I remembered related to work was having to stay for teachers conferences because I worked in a school but was not a teacher. So I’d spend a day learning about vocabulary building, etc and nothing I could do with that info but it was my duty to attend because I worked in that environment. It was awful going through hours of it!

Frequently “the right thing” needs to be done, even if you don’t want to. Something my mother stressed as I was growing up.
One time that sticks out in my memory is having to invite a girl to my teen birthday slumber party because she was the only girl in my class that I did not plan to invite. We all had a good time in the end.

We try to remain pleasant for the most part, each doing our thing, but since he has been out of work for a little over 2 1/2 years, I am the only supporting member of the household. Which means I cannot in good conscience make him move out, even though I was informed that he doesn’t think of me “in that way” (even before I made him move out of my bedroom) and really never did. It was more a need not to be alone any longer.

We live over 12 hours from any of his family and with no job or way to support himself, it would mean me literally kicking him into the street. Oh, he says he is trying, but every day when I get home, he is sitting either in front of the TV or the internet playing games. Granted he is in the construction industry which is in the toilet right now, but shouldn’t there be something!?

You know, the more I read this to myself, I feel less dutiful or honorable and just plain stupid.

But not any longer! The gloves are off

p.s. Bea: I’m hearing ya – I didn’t know more than half the guests at my chinese wedding!!!

Though one thing that falls under “duty bound” is that we have these snowbird neighbors that we’ve had a 16 year (as of couple years back) relationship with that started out wonderful – they’re an older couple – but, as the years progressed, the lady of the couple became increasingly snobby with the “neighbors” as opposed to “friends” routine. Long and short, and tied into the family, was that had to keep ‘playing nice’ til a few years back something she did was, more or less, straw that broke the camel’s back and we haven’t really talked with those neighbors since. Though the gentleman is the sweetest man you could know, the lady is, well, a witch.

That is a tough question. I guess mine would have to be, when I moved away from home. I moved in with a stranger, he was a janitor at the school I was attending and my mom knew him a bit, so she decided it would be a good experience for me if I boarded with him while I was going to school because he took in boarders. I am a very shy person, and well I hated living with him because I felt so uncomfortable. I just wanted to run away. I stayed living with him for two weeks, until I saw an opportunity to get out of this situation. I then moved in with my boyfriend, and have been living with him ever since.

Thank you!

i don t have any of that has happen to me knock on wood
but eating my vegatbles i wuld say

Think anyone will be married by Elvis??

lyoness2009 @ hotmail.com

*thinking*

Not the worst, but close: inviting my (now ex) m-i-l and two of my (now ex) s-i-ls to stay with us for about a month. We were living in Puerto Rico at the time, and the idea was that they could have a nice vacation there with us.

I’ll spare you the reality of it.