So, I was looking forward to the weekend, but now I'm not. For the last four weeks hubby and I have either been away from home or entertaining/at parties. Some of that stresses me out. Then a few minutes ago, he told me we are going to one his work friend's house for dinner/Chinese dumpling making. I love Chinese dumplings, but I don't know this friend well. There is whole back story behind this I'll spare all of you from, but a project I'm totally not into will be discussed and I'll have the pressure of having to speak my severely rusty Mandarin Chinese to a native speaker. I'm not up for the performance anxiety. Hubby knows I'm not into this project he's roping me into, either.
I wish my husband would let me be for a while. Sometimes I wish I could run away. I'm getting sick of him dragging me into so many things. I've said no, but he ignores it. Or, he guilts me into agreeing to things.
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