Et tu Brute?

I know there must be a lesson in here somewhere... but ....

Man I was burned up yesterday - not at how incredibly hot it was here or how that lady at the restaurant treated me.... but I absolutely can NOT stand being talked to like I am an idiot.

Probably because my mom does it to me... I just turned 40 and she still treats me like I am a child... and one with no sense at all. She asks me the dumbest questions... or she will ask my kids stuff like - did you eat dinner tonight? or have a bath? or did you have any fruit today - how about I get you an applesauce? Like I'm gonna say - "Awww I knew I was forgetting something!!" Yes mom - my kids have eaten... and no it's possible they don't bathe every day... if Jake happens to fall asleep - I'm not waking the kid up to bathe him! And I do have fruit and applesauce in my house nearly all the time... if they are hungry in between meals - I do suggest that... Yeah... I made the mistake of asking her one day if she thought I was a good mom.....

And then Christopher does it.... he often forgets that I'm the parent and quite a bit older than him and just might know a few things about the world and how it works. For example: we were talking about someone that he and I wanted to meet ... but we were told that he was not available that he had gone to an AA meeting. So, in the car I was making an observation (that he didn't let me finish) that hmmm... so he's an alcoholic... (and then I was going to say I find it odd that everyone else in the house had no trouble drinking while this man was off at an AA meeting)... but before I could get that out Christopher jumped all over me saying he is not an alcoholic .. he's been sober for 4 years. And I was trying to tell him that alcoholism is a disease that you fight for life (I guess since my dad died from it wasn't enough experience for him that I might know what I am talking about). Then he started singing some hymn about the blood of Jesus ... OK ... now you've just made me mad. He always does that. When he gets backed in a corner of an argument with me he starts saying that I am a bad Christian and being judgmental. First of all - we don't know if this man is saved (don't think so)... and 2nd of all if you ask even a saved Christian who was an alcoholic BC they will tell you they still are. (Yes, it is POSSIBLE - but not the norm.) If not, then why continue going to meetings (treatment), etc.? "He's not in treatment - he's just hanging out with friends." Geez... yes, they are friends - and they get together to talk about their struggles and to encourage each other. So this went on and on... round and round... until he said, "Fine whatever." ... just to shut me up. And occasionally Jake thinks he can do it.. the other day he argued with me about what street we lived on. It's not the arguing (although I don't like that either) - it's the condescending tone in the voice that really gets me with them.

MAJOR EDIT: I had a dear friend call me yesterday whom feelings I had hurt by my post - so I am editing what I have to say. It was NEVER my intention to hurt anyone else... just basically venting and explaining a point that sometimes I feel that I am surrounded by this.
My close friends used to tell me that I was doing too much. Every time it was said to me I felt like I was thought of as someone who didn't have enough sense to set her own limits. And I always wondered - how can they do that? I know they care, and this is where it's coming from but, my limits are not their limits... I know me. I have a different upbringing, different life, different family... different threshold - how can anyone say that they think that I can't handle anymore. Maybe they can't handle it - but I work best busy!
I am miserable with nothing to do. When I have little to do - I do nothing at all. When I am busy - I get it all done. Right now, I am sleeping too much, I am eating too much... I am not putting any energy into my bible study or the daily reading... I feel that I have nothing really going on - so I can do it later.... and I continue putting it off until it just doesn't get done. When I have a full schedule I get everything done because I know I don't have time later - so I don't put things off. Seriously if you don't know that I am happier busy then you don't really know me... I feel that I have proven myself over and over that I can organize, direct, teach..... so why are limits being put on me? If I'm not doing a good job then I should not be doing anything at all. Yes, I get tired - but it's that good tired ... from actually accomplishing something.
Like I said - this used to happen from my friends - but they got the message that it really bothers me. And they do indeed love me - so they have stopped doing it. But you know if something is said enough... then other people start believing it. And now I believe that others whom I deal with frequently in life, still believe it - and will set unnecessary limits on what I can do.
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But the icing on the cake was when John did it to me. Yesterday I ran into someone from his work. They were wearing a Wyotech shirt and I introduced myself. She turned out to be the Vice President of the company. She told me how much they loved him there... and I told her how much he loves his job. And then in conversation she said you might be getting a chance to see more of him in the near future because we are having to cut overtime - so he may be off weekends soon. And I told her that yes, that would be great for him not to have to work 56 hours a week - but that's just it: he has to for us to survive. We would not make it if his hours are cut. That a cut in hours would be fine if he made more money.... students are graduating and making more money than their instructor... and he is the lead but doesn't even make a full dollar more than the other instructors. He holds a ton of responsibility at that company and he is not adequately compensated for it. She said she agreed and she is working on it. So, I was on the phone telling John of this conversation... and he went off on me - "So, I guess now I should look for my weekends to be cut since you said I am working too much." What??? You seriously think I am an idiot that would do anything that would jeopardize your job??? Really??? Your gonna do this to me too??? I tried to explain that was not how the conversation went... and he just continued that because of me talking to her that he was going to lose hours. I just hung up.

So... what's the lesson here? What could I possibly need to learn through everyone talking to me like a child who doesn't have enough sense to come out of the rain? Do I do this to other people? Have I ever done this to you?