Boundaries

I need to set some and make them real. It isn't something that I am naturally good at. Dave now keeps coming over here. I made a comment about his ten minute trips, so now he stays for an hour and a half. I should have kept my mouth shut. It annoys me that he is driving when he clearly shouldn't be. It annoys me that he is here and disrupting our routine. Supposedly today he doesn't feel like venturing out. Good.  We need a day without him. He thinks he is taking Conor to get a haircut. Not. He can meet us there and pay for it, but none of us ride with him now. Guess that is a boundary. One down, many many to go.