This morning I assumed Domestic Goddess status and made bread, rolls, soup and banana cakes while Ady did some H&S for the hall. After lunch I went down to do crochet at Fliss’ with Fliss and Casey. As tends to be our thing I went back to Casey’s for a cup of tea and a chat afterwards before heading over to the hall for the RCA meeting.
It was a slightly fraught meeting on various counts and I felt attacked by Fliss so was defensive. I then walked the meeting feeling the need for a beer and walked in to the shop to be greeted by silence obviously as a result of my arrival. Fliss then kicked off at me to which I responded and it all got a bit shouty. She left, I cried (arse, I hate crying!) got cuddled lots, bought another beer and chocolate and cuddled more and had lots of people telling me she was wrong and I was right.
That sort of doesn’t matter because I feel I didn’t handle a situation to the best of my ability which makes me cross with myself but at least I was not shunned and told I was wrong (which would definitely happen here if people felt you were wrong).
I walked part way home with Casey and then we found a shearwater which was lost so I caught it, Casey struggled with holding it to get it back but we re-caught it and she headed off with it while I went home.
I’ve had better days but I’ve also had worse. While I’d feel really bad if no one rushed to take my side it’s a bit of a hollow victory when they do because a better way of managing a situation would be less public and with no one having to take sides…
many hugs and a couple of elks too x x x
Hugs. Horrible feeling.
I’ve attached you to my iPad toolbar in a desperate attempt to make you one of the blogs I remember to keep up with.
Xxx (((())))
Higs. Was a typo but I think I’ll leave it there. Can’t decide if it’s a v tiny hug like a subatomic particle, or a slightly drunken hug.
Small community is such a different sort of place to live.