June 6, 2009
I'm absolutely flabbergasted by the sheer volume of what she doesn't know. Was she completely oblivious to everything that happened in last year's meetings? Or does she have no memory? Or is it both, heaven forbid? And she bounces back and forth between a somewhat false modesty with innocent ignorance, and rigid intolerance. I can't keep up with her vagaries. I have no idea how I'll cope with this over the next year, but I've committed to trying to make it work somehow. As long as there are no more confidences about her own personal sacrifices, I might make it.