I am just extra weepy now because I am mad at someone. They changed some plans and excluded me from something I volunteered for and am good at and
didn't let me know about the change. I just found out about it when I called to confirm details. The event is this Saturday night. It isn't the first time this group has done something similar; it isn't the second either. I found out about the change right before supper. Hubby came in and saw me standing rather stunned. I told him. He went ballistic and called those who made the change.
He did not make any demands on them. He did tell them that they hurt me badly by doing this and excluding me. He did not listen to their excuses. He did tell them that if he had treated their kids in this manner, they would have had him before the school director and would be yelling bloody murder.
I have already decided to continue to do what I've been (now) requested to do. I'm not going to carry this further. But for the nonce, I must deal with the hurt and the anger.
