It's not just the little jars of pee, actually weird bathroom stuff I could handle. It's the lies. Garbanzo
leaves landmines all over the house. We can be having a perfectly lovely day and he will report that he has done something, or not done something, or whatever and then, as I walk through the house I see that exact opposite; I see a little lie landmine awaiting me. And this happens multiple times a day. It wears me out. It drains my love-tank. After days and days of this I have no lovey feelings left.
The cure? Keep him so supervised that he has no opportunity to lie, because he is never away from us. Basically keep him within 10 feet of me all day long.
Oh joy. Constant exposure to the one person I don't want to spend time with.
I'm griping. I don't want encouragement. I want support. Just so you know.
And please oh please don't explain to me why he is this way. I get it. I know why he is this way. Knowing why and living with it are two different things. It's the latter that I am struggling with.
