The Hard Way

Some of us have to learn the hard way and make our own mistakes instead of learning from others.

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Good morning.  All went well with the endocrinologist yesterday.  My Graves Disease remains in remission.  That was a relief.  Have to see her in three months, but before that she wants a sonogram because when I swallowed she felt a small nodule.  I'd thought it was gone, but it must of just shrunk.  Before it was very noticeable. The whole side of my neck was enlarged.  Now my neck appears normal.

Well, my goddaughter picked a winner again.  Maybe this time she will pay attention to what I tell her.  Remember she was with the abusive ex, broke up with him, and then, despite my warnings, picked up another guy on Facebook?  Then, the next thing I saw she had moved him in with her.  That's when I worried, but wiped my hands of it.  As they say, you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make them drink.

So, when she posted pictures of her new 'hubby' all over her FB page, I didn't join in when everyone else was congratulating her on her great 'catch'.  I saw right through him.  Supposedly he worked and had his own place.  So, if all this was true, how could he have moved into her place so darn quickly.  After all, wouldn't it have taken time for him to take care of his own apartment?  And speaking of apartments, if he had his own place, why wouldn't he have her move in with him rather than continue living in the dangerous projects?  Yep, I saw his true colors from the start.

Time went on, and she was forever posting how happy they were.  Putting up a good front until she just couldn't hold it in anymore.  Friday was her birthday, and she posted about the miserable birthday she had.  He not only didn't take her out as promised, but didn't even get her a gift, claiming he didn't get his paycheck.  Turns out this was his modus operandi from day one.  He has supposedly had three jobs but never 'picked up a paycheck' from any.  My niece has been footing the bill for everything since he moved in.  Now she is broke...and he is gone. 

I feel bad, yes, but sometimes we have to learn the hard way.  At least he didn't hurt her physically like the last boyfriend.  She swore to me that she was going to take my advice this time, that she is getting too old for this. We'll see.   And as frustrated as I may get with her, I will always be there when she needs me.

Well, that's about it.  I'm off to art class this morning.  Missed last week due to the weather, but I won't miss this one.  Have a great day.