Katya (aka Katie) has a garden plot at the far south end. She's very chatty, and spends a good amount of time in the garden. Since she's on the end, she's got to fence three sides of her plot. Her husband doesn't want a garden this year, but she went ahead anyway and he's not helping her.
Some of us have stepped in to help her out as much as we can, but her ambitions are high. Today is the first day she's accepted that she's going to have to stop planting and only keep what she can manage on her own. Her personality has drifted from humble, to needy, to emotional blackmail. She's been caught stealing things from other neighbors, claiming forgetfulness, then confiding to me she knew what she was doing all along. It turns out, she's the 'mean girl' of the garden.
Today I pointed out that she was insulting me (again). She responded with a spectrum of reasons why she was insulting, but eventually, she said she knew it bothered me. She promised she'd never do it again.
She's made me dread going to the garden. I think it will ease up now. We'll see.
[UPDATE 05/28/11]
ReplyDeleteKatya hasn't backed off. She's more pushy and nosy than ever.
It's as though our heartfelt conversation about insulting me has opened a door to intimacy that translates into her getting into my stuff even more.
Today I put a final stop to it. She didn't take it well.
She made it through denial, anger and bargaining. I don't think 'depression' is really going to happen, because I think she's some shade of sociopath. Acceptance comes after that. Maybe not if she's a sociopath.
Until next time, America.