My sister-in-law, with whom I have a great relationship, wanted to have a baby shower. She is from Greek heritage so the Coombaro of her wedding is supposed to organise it, but the girl couldn't organise Granny on to the pot! No offence intended, she is a gorgeous creature and was so complimentary about the day. Anyway she asked ME to organise the shower for her. We sorted out the guest list well in advance and went shopping for items for the party together. I gave the theme "butterflies" to represent new life and she was fine with it. We picked out decorations etc and sat down and went through the menu.
My first clue should have been there but I IGNORED it. She wanted this and that and something else. I said no problems to her though. It was about 5 weeks later after I had sent out invitations (booklets scrapbooked individually for each guest 6 pages long). I did that because I love doing things like that.
Sorry - know I am rambling, but I am trying to get this clear in my mind.
Last weekend I phoned and she was obviously arguing with my brother because she covered the phone and was yelling at him but I could still hear her - she has been quite hormonal! lmao She told me she would phone me during the week to make arrangements for the shopping/cooking/decorating etc. She eventually phoned on Thursday night.
Here is where things get murky. That day I had found out that a very close friend had died the previous night of a heart attack. It was such a shock - especially since I had only spoken to him that afternoon, albeit briefly, when he rang to speak to my partner about stuff to do with our business. I was greiving and my sister-in-law was very comforting.
When Saturday came and it was time to do the shopping, instead of going to one shopping centre (or mall if you are from the States) we ended up going all over the place. One suburb for the chicken because it was the nicest tasting. Another for the Italian Deli because they had nicer salami etc. Then to the shops for other things. Instead of taking 1-2 hours it took OVER 5!!!

My mum and my Aunty came over to help with the cooking that afternoon as I just knew we would not get everything done. She had taken a very elegant and simple afternoon tea and turned it into a three course nightmare and I was unable to do anything about it. Because my partner and I live in a Unit we did not have the room for all the people at our house so we had it at my brother's. My Mum kept telling me there is nothing you can do about it because you are having it at her house and I just kept getting mad, but not showing it. Instead I came home and talked it through with my partner and got it off my chest so I was OK. As a form of self protection (and protest I suppose) I left my Mum and sister-in-law and Aunty in the kitchen and set up all the decorations and flowers etc.
I took off early to be with my partner who was so very sad at loosing one of her best friends. I finished off the stuff for the party on the Sunday morning and turned up at the house only to find that the decorations I had put up had been taken down. When I asked what had happened I was told they had "fallen" - which is very hard, if almost impossible to believe as I had put them up with special tape that won't damage wood work and trust me - there was heaps on it!. The decorations were simple and elegant. I had purchased baby wrapping paper and butterfly wrapping paper and cut out individual pieces from the paper, placed cardboard inbetween identical ones, glued them and strung them with little pegs and diaper pins and tiny toys to form a long piece that could be strung. IT TOOK ME BLOODY HOURS and I had only put up a few the day before and had more to put up that day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At this stage I was fuming and the tears had started to come. I picked up the ones from the table that they had claimed fell and threw them in the bin in front of her. She said nothing. Obviously she did not want them but had not told me. And before you go saying she might not have wanted to hurt my feelings - trust me she says exactly what she thinks. She just pulled them down and said what she said to stop an arguement. Well, in my BPD opinion.
At this stage I became a little bit of a smart ass. I kept asking her if this or that was OK and in the end she said "oh whatever you think" - I think she may have got the message. Why I couldn't have just come out and said how disappointed I was given that I had put so many hours into the decorations (and I am talking about 10 - 12 hours) I DONT KNOW. Instead I just was so angry and hurt I kept it inside, swallowed it you know and that made ME feel really bad.
I was trying so hard not to be angry but I AM ANGRY and I do not know how to get rid of it now. It is playing on me and I dont want it to blow out of proportion and I dont want to get to the stage where I cut or anything - which has been my modus operandi in the past. I just put up with people's crap and take it out on myself.
PLEASE HELP ME - I dont want to loose my friendship with her over something this trivial but I can feel the tension and resentment and anger building and building because I did not deal with it properly.
Thanks for listening.
xxxxx