Funk Continues

Funk continues. I am once again in a funk today. It's been a so-so week. Another week where I try to do maintain some effort as if I understand what the heck I am doing, hoping no one would notice. It's been working so far. However, my week last week was not so great, especially my weekend.

My brother and his wife came over to spend the week with me. My brother used to be so much fun, so lively, so funny, until he hooked up with this woman. Now it's like he is someone I don't know. Not necessarily someone I am too fond of. His habits have changed to her habits and her habits are not so great and he doesn't even try to talk her out of the bad habits.

It's a long story trying to summarize these habits, but for example I shall put in my weekend. On Friday night we went out, met up with a couple of my friends who I always hang out with for drinks just like we do every couple of weeks when we get paid. Particularly my friend T, whom I have met up with a couple of times, had dinner with her, enjoyed good food, good conversation and good wine with her and have always had a blast, even in the worst restaurants. But on this night it wasn't that great. One person, being my sister in law was sitting at the end of the table, squeezing her face all evening. So much so, my friends started to ask her if she was having fun. She responded that she was, but you know she was lying. I don't know if she was feeling threatened by all these beautiful ladies, or she was just being anti-social. She just sat there and ate some of the food, rejected the wine and frowned her face all through. I was just so pissed. The evening cost me $75, which you know I don't have, and one person had to be the sour puss all through. It was just irritating. I should have just left her at home.

We ended up attempting a couple of places, and we had the worst luck trying to recreate the fun I have often had with my friend T. The last place we attempted to try and stir up some last minute fun, was just bad news from the moment we walked in. They gave us an out of reach table, poured us half a glass of wine and gave us bad pizza. We turned back the wine even after speaking to the manager but the pizza I had to pay for and it was just annoying. I just couldn't have fun at all. I had more fun drinking martinis by myself on my birthday than I had that night. We drove home and drank some of my stale Chardonnay and called it an evening. I know if it was just my brother and I along with my friends, we would have had more fun, he would have been up for a good time, but he had to cater to her needs, her disgruntled, self-absorbed needs and it just put a damper on my evening.

To top it off (you think I would have learned my lesson, right?) we went to enjoy a nice Italian dinner on Saturday and she just sat there, shaking her head at how much she hates Italian. She ate the starter loaf of bread with the sauce and that was it and rejected the classic Rigatoni Chicken. Not because it was fattening or sickening, just a personal taste. My brother asked me why I didn't take them to Cheesecake Factory like I did last time, and I told him point blank it was too expensive. I was not in the mood to spend another $75 -still recovering from the one from last night which I failed to enjoy, No thank you to your wife.

I keep sitting here thinking of all the things I could have used that money for, I could have put it to better use. But instead I tried to entertain someone who cannot be entertained, she just wants to spend her whole life cuddled up with my brother and not have to deal with the outside world. God I hope I don't get like that with Mr. Right.