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Dec. 20th, 2019 03:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I wrote this four days ago and then neglected to post it. Hopefully, I'll do better with that in the days to come.
I'm feeling frustrated because I only get one hour a day to myself. Scott plays vlogs and TV episodes on his laptop constantly. I don't like cooking when people are around, and I can't watch things I'd like to watch because Scott's watching things. He doesn't understand that last because he can follow two audio tracks simultaneously. I've got DVDs from the library that I've been sitting on for weeks because they're not things Scott will like and not things I want to watch while Cordelia's home.
I mainly don't want to cook while Scott and/or Cordelia are around because I drop things and knock things over and get upset about it. Scott will lecture me about how I should have asked him to do it (and then not complain if it wasn't what I wanted). Cordelia will freak out and assume that I'm dying.
I don't like asking Scott to do things like preparing me food because I find the necessity humiliating. If he offered, it wouldn't be. If I ask, it's an imposition that I should be ashamed of. He doesn't see it that way or says he doesn't, but he delays getting up to do things, and he groans as he levers himself up because his feet hurt.
Cordelia's concert on Friday was stressful. Scott left our tickets at home, so we got there late. Our seats were high up in second balcony. The concert was primarily orchestral. The first half included some numbers with an adult tenor/bass choir. The high school choirs were in the second half, the last few numbers.
I always wonder about timing like that because it seems designed to keep the parents from leaving in the middle of the concert.
The first number with the high school choirs sounded odd. Cordelia told us, after, that her choir had learned the piece in the time on the sheet music while the other choirs had learned it in a different time. That seems weird to me unless they had somehow gotten different versions.
The orchestra did a medley of songs from Frozen. I was a little surprised that the orchestral version uses brasses for the vocal line on "Let It Go," but I think I shouldn't have been. The brasses sounded right.
Measure for Measure, the tenor/bass choir, did "Oh, Come All Ye Faithful," and I thought it didn't sound great during the first verse because they all sang the same notes. They didn't divide into parts until after I had already started wondering if I was going to have to sit through a dirge. It sounded very wrong to me. It was the right notes in the right sequence, but it sounded like they all expected to die before the end of the concert.
Neither of Scott's parents attended.
I'm feeling frustrated because I only get one hour a day to myself. Scott plays vlogs and TV episodes on his laptop constantly. I don't like cooking when people are around, and I can't watch things I'd like to watch because Scott's watching things. He doesn't understand that last because he can follow two audio tracks simultaneously. I've got DVDs from the library that I've been sitting on for weeks because they're not things Scott will like and not things I want to watch while Cordelia's home.
I mainly don't want to cook while Scott and/or Cordelia are around because I drop things and knock things over and get upset about it. Scott will lecture me about how I should have asked him to do it (and then not complain if it wasn't what I wanted). Cordelia will freak out and assume that I'm dying.
I don't like asking Scott to do things like preparing me food because I find the necessity humiliating. If he offered, it wouldn't be. If I ask, it's an imposition that I should be ashamed of. He doesn't see it that way or says he doesn't, but he delays getting up to do things, and he groans as he levers himself up because his feet hurt.
Cordelia's concert on Friday was stressful. Scott left our tickets at home, so we got there late. Our seats were high up in second balcony. The concert was primarily orchestral. The first half included some numbers with an adult tenor/bass choir. The high school choirs were in the second half, the last few numbers.
I always wonder about timing like that because it seems designed to keep the parents from leaving in the middle of the concert.
The first number with the high school choirs sounded odd. Cordelia told us, after, that her choir had learned the piece in the time on the sheet music while the other choirs had learned it in a different time. That seems weird to me unless they had somehow gotten different versions.
The orchestra did a medley of songs from Frozen. I was a little surprised that the orchestral version uses brasses for the vocal line on "Let It Go," but I think I shouldn't have been. The brasses sounded right.
Measure for Measure, the tenor/bass choir, did "Oh, Come All Ye Faithful," and I thought it didn't sound great during the first verse because they all sang the same notes. They didn't divide into parts until after I had already started wondering if I was going to have to sit through a dirge. It sounded very wrong to me. It was the right notes in the right sequence, but it sounded like they all expected to die before the end of the concert.
Neither of Scott's parents attended.
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Date: 2019-12-20 09:37 pm (UTC)I think I would feel exactly the same way about asking for help in your position.
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Date: 2019-12-20 09:49 pm (UTC)Also, turning celebratory songs into dirges is a really common pattern, and I have never been able to figure out why it happens!
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Date: 2019-12-21 12:53 am (UTC)