I hadn't realized until after work just how shaken up I was by what had happened on Wednesday night. I admit to having felt both uncomfortable and somewhat jealous (S' attention was mostly SS and I, strangely, felt left out...lovely response, I know). It also reminded me of old dynamics in my family. I'm sure that my therapist is going to love talking about triads again today.
Anyway, I talked to S last night because I was feeling pretty upset. I asked about what his experience had been and he shared his deep frustration over how the evening had played out. It was hard to hear...and of course, his frustration is ongoing because the dreidls, which he'd hoped to ship out yesterday to his family, are still incomplete. He was working on them at home...the process of them is just much longer than anticipated. I offered to go help, but he wasn't really wanting company.
I know that this will all pass, but it's put a bit of a pall on my Friday.
Today is my usual round of errands and housecleaning. I desperately need to do laundry...I'm running out of clean underwear.