My sister just texted me that things were "heavy" and she might end up cosigning a $20000 loan to pay off the girl's debts.
That girl is not going to pay that back. I hope your sister doesn't get involved, but she should be clear that
she
is borrowing $20k.
Well, she cosigned the loan. And now she's spinning it to make it okay.
I'm buying us drinks and dinner. And drinks.
Apparently the girl does have a workable business plan, and if she actually does the work and if the people who owe her pay her, the business will be in the black reasonably soon. (I know. I also smell a lotta if coming off this plan.)
They did cancel all but one credit card, which is good.
Maybe it'll work out. I just wish we could get to the thoughtful sharing of plans without the nuclear meltdown first.
Today with Mom was mostly good. I went to therapy and it was okay except towards the end. I finally figured out I felt defensive and judged. I don't think that was my therapist's intention but that's how I felt. I'm going to write down some stuff to talk to her about next week.
Damn it. I'm nearly out of Sudafed. I've got enough to last through the night, but I'll have to go buy more tomorrow. Last time I tried to buy it, the ID-checking system was down, and it wouldn't let me get any.
Yeah.
Remember in the movie
Parenthood
the look on Jason Robards face when he looks at Tom Hulce's character and realizes that his son is an entitled bullshit artist, worthless good-for-nothing and just kind of gives up on him?
That.
Yeah. We aren't at that point, though. The problem is more in how she relates to other people, and a sense that her needs are more important than anyone else's, and that an apology makes everything okay. Which is a step up from refusing to ever apologize. She's always been a total diva.
I'm watching La Bamba. This is going to make me scared of planes for a while, isn't it?