Happier Times

I've settled into a time of just plain daily living, so I'm often reminded of happier times when we enjoyed exploring new places together.  

 These days Rick would rather go off to work on a Saturday, or just hang out at McDonald's for hours at a time instead of doing anything worthwhile we me.  This never happened when I was with Jimmy, or for that matter anyone else that I ever was with except of course for Steve who would much rather stay home drinking beer if he had the choice.  I don't count that relationship because it was such a brief one only lasting a matter of months anyway.

This morning when Rick walked into the kitchen to take his cereal bowl to the sink he made a rude remark under his breath, but loud enough for me to hear it.  He said, "I suppose these dirty dishes will stay in the sink for 8 days now," and I was hurt by that remark.  I've never let dirty dishes remain in the sink for more than one day.  The only reason they were in the sink this morning is because we ate so late last night and I planned on washing them up this morning.  I've have to keep every little dirty spoon washed up because of the ants, and that's something Rick is not so careful of doing himself, so normally the dishes get washed up right after we eat.

Why does Rick feel that he has to insult or ridicule me every single day right off the bat?  I wake up every morning in such a good mood, thanking God for Rick and for this beautiful day that I am blessed with, and then Rick tries to tear it down.  Why is he so unhappy, and why does he feel that he has to tear everyone down by belittling them all the time?  I can only surmise that he's not happy with himself, and he wants to tear everyone else down to make himself look good.  Well he doesn't look good to me when he's belittling everyone around him for their shortfalls.  It's just not me that he talks badly about, it's everyone.  According to Rick he's the only perfect one on this great green earth.  Well I have news for him, but I'm too nice to say anything to him because,  I don't want to hurt his feelings and believe me, if I wanted to I could really bring that ego of his crashing down to earth.

Jimmy was right!  He didn't believe in gossip or talking badly about anyones shortfalls, nor did he want to waste his time arguing, which only causes hurt feelings and words that you can never take back.  Jimmy was also thankful for each new day and he made the most out of each day.  He made everyone feel important and loved as it should be.  Jimmy taught me what real love and respect was, and I try to live my life that way.  I've been hoping that living this way by example would rub off on Rick, but no such luck.  

I guess it's true after all......"you can't teach an old dog new tricks."