Definition of the word Dilemma: noun - A situation in which a difficult choice has to be made between two or more alternatives, especially equally undesirable ones. I have a dilemma, and I’m trying to make a wise decision about it; a decision that does not leave me with regret. As the above definition says, either choice I make is undesirable. A few months ago, I thought a new friend had walked into my life. A new girlfriend with whom I had a lot in common, or so I thought. We both liked to do creative things, for instance, and we did some of those things together at first. She and I shared our food many times, and cooked and ate together. She bought a huge chest deep freezer at a yard sale, and since my refrigerator in this apartment has a very tiny freezer up top, she offered to let me keep a lot of frozen foods in hers, since we live next door to each other. She has a car, and I paid for her to get a few gallons of gas, and I also bought her cigarettes, or whatever, for her to pick things up for me at a store, when she was going shopping, anyway. She is going through a tough divorce, and said that her husband wouldn’t let her get some of her belongings out of their house, such as her jewelry, etc. So, I gave her several sterling silver rings I wasn’t wearing, to try and cheer her up a little, and I saved a very special one for Christmas, and gave that to her, also. During this new “getting to know each other” period of time, I loaned her my new mixer, still in the box, and my new blood pressure cuff, also still in the box. And, when a longtime friend of mine bought and shipped a new Brother printer/fax machine combination, along with extra reams of paper, different colored inks, extra ribbons cartridges, etc., to me as a surprise Christmas present, this “new friend” was so excited. And, when I told her I didn’t know how to work all of that, she said that she would show me how, but she needed to read the instructions, “play around” with it, etc., to refresh her memory, so she and I both took all of that over to her apartment. I also let her use my bank credit card when she went shopping for me, of course. I trusted her; she was my “friend.” (See, for those of you who are new friends on here, I am somewhat disabled, and can’t walk very far without having to sit down, due to pain, so don’t feel good enough to do most of my shopping, if any, plus I don’t own a car anymore. So, I have to pay someone to take me to the doctors, go shopping for me, etc.) So, when I called my longtime friend to thank her for her gifts, she said she had also sent me a Christmas card, with a Walmart gift card in it. I had not received it, and thought maybe it was lost in the mail somewhere, because of the busy Christmas season. You see, this new “friend” also was going down to the office area here, and getting my mail when she got hers, because, again, I can’t walk that far without having to sit down, and there are no benches for that. My brother and his wife sent me meats from Omaha Steaks, and with no room in my freezer for all of the meat, you can guess where some of it was kept. This included several different cuts of steaks. I am guessing you already know what dilemma I am now in. My mixer, my blood pressure cuff, my printer/fax machine and the accessories, my steaks, etc., are gone, and she refuses to talk to me about it. She also refuses to give me the receipts from last week’s shopping she did for me, so I’m having to call the stores, and they are looking for them in their systems, and mailing copies of them to me, and yes, purchases were made, as I already suspected, that I didn’t have on my list, nor received when she returned. And, of course, we all know what happened to my Walmart gift card, but there’s no way to prove that one. I could go on and on, but even I am tired now. My dilemma is this: She is disabled, too, so do I really want to have her arrested for theft, or do I want to “turn the other cheek”, and let Karma do its thing? I am praying about it, and yes, I have been extremely angry, and yes, I do have common sense. I just trust too easily. But I know she will be sick in jail, and I just don’t know if I want to put her through that. So, again, dadgummit, I am asking for your prayers, as I try to make up my mind about what, if anything, I will do about this. Thanks. Whew, what a long saga!!!!!
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 03:49:08 +0000