Venting in my horrible blog.

When mom got home from her 6 week trip, I had tidied the bathroom and on the long shelf above the sink, I put our joint hand cream in the middle. Right in the center. Then I put her toothbrush mug to the right (because her stuff used to be on the right) and mine to the left. Parallel. Balanced.

So... parallel, neat, balanced.... Symbolic of the two of us, having equal amounts of space.

It doesn't last long, before she moves her toothbrush to the middle and pushes everything over to my side, leaving her side blank. It looks absurd. I would have tried to explain it away, in the old days, but it's not a mistake. It's a really childish way of dominating me. Showing me "my place" and "her place".

She does the same thing in the kitchen. Over and over. Finds new ways all the time, to dominate and push. Every time she makes coffee, she "accidentally" moves the coffee machine so far over to the side, that I can't make tea in my usual spot. I also tend to have my things to the right of the bread box, in the kitchen. Now she "accidentally" places all sorts of things in that area, making it difficult to move there. Something as simple as making a sandwich or getting out stuff for muesli, becomes a difficult balancing act.

We just got through a "game" of coasters. We have some flower coasters, where some flowers are prettier than others. We normally don't use them, but I brought one out, to put under my tea cup, to avoid making marks on the wooden table top. It didn't take long before she took that coaster... So, I placed the coasters in a stack nearby, and used another one. She thought mine was more attractive so she took mine again. Found some strange use for it. So I took a new one... etc...

The childishness astounds me.

The good news is, that I can actually see it, and I'm no longer pretending that it's not happening.