October 3rd, Mean Girls and my Sister

2021/10/03

    To accomplish my goal of starting this new posting on a regular basis, I am going to once again throw down the gauntlet and attempt to become a regular content provider for my blog.  Wish me good luck!

    Today is October 3rd and I discovered it is "Mean Girls Day".  This is a tik tok person I follow that makes me laugh, so just play the link:

https://www.tiktok.com/@bmotheprince/video/7014861806929841414?is_from_webapp=v1&q=bmotheprince&t=1633286439481

    That is my humor.  On a serious note, I start a new job with Schwab tomorrow.  I am nervous as I have been out of work since December and it took forever to land this job.  I am getting older and let me say, I believe there is agism out there.

    Final note.  I have been thinking about my sister a lot this week.  Part of it might be that my mother's birthday is coming up on October 30th, and when she passed about 11 years ago this past April my sister was not good about it.  She had moved with her family to Wales a couple of years earlier.  Her parting in 2008 was not pretty.  I remember it well the ugly things she said to my parents the Christmas of 2007.  She was mean and petty.  She likes to pretend she is all saintly and religious, but the net-net is she is not a very nice person.  While she is family, let's face it, I do not like her as a person.  She is not kind and she is extremely judgmental.   For someone who claims to be a follower of the word of God and a disciple of Christ how can she be so cruel.

    My father was a lifelong Aggie.  He went to all the home games, was a donor, held life long season tickets.  My sister decided, in a fit of anger at my younger brother,  called the University and cancelled the tickets we had already ordered for the 2010 season.  The net result was the university cancelled the tickets.  Everyone who sat next to my parents never heard they had passed.  We never got to say good bye to them.  There was nothing but the pettiness of my sister trying to be in charge.  

    In 1977 my sister left for college.  She also left the house for good.  My then 7 year old brother held her in high esteem.  When she returned 4 years later, my little brother was now 11 and in middle school.  She continued to treat him like a 7 year old.  She locked him in age and did not understand what had changed.  Over the next couple of years it got worse as my parents had relocated to North Carolina taking my little brother with them.  He lived there for 3 years with them and when they returned he was about to enter high school.  My sister still had him locked in grade school.  In the meantime my sister had become a first class narcissist.  Like many freshly minted college students she was obsessed with her life, her work, her friends.  This became to the exclusion of all her family.  We would comment on her actions and her comments. 

To be continued.........