Title of the Piece: My mom

Painted at 4:01 p.m. on 2008-01-28

Random:

So my mom was in town this weekend. I got snarky with her on Friday night because she couldn't figure out how to unlock my door. I have a deadbolt and regular handle lock. It's not rocket science, but it was the second day in a row that she couldn't figure it out. I got so annoyed with her acting like she was two that I just kind of went off. She'd also tossed my towel on the floor b/c it was "all icky dirty". It's a white towel, it was clean, just not all sparkly white because I've had it a few years. She also tossed my wash cloth in what she thought was a hamper and was going to find the real hamper later. Let's take a look at this- the thought to be a hamper was my shower caddy that's on the floor (my shower head couldn't handle it), but it's clearly a caddy, not "some kind of hamper". And my place is 704sq ft- small and there's only one spot where my washer and dryer are, not sure why she'd have to 'find' the real hamper. Argh, I just get so annoyed when she retreats to being 3. And then, fairly, Gretl said she should get to see her BF that night since she was going to hang with our mom the next night. That's cool, but I wanted to go out, too. Gretl, however, convinced me that it'd be bad if I went out, even after our mom went to sleep. That made me more annoyed because I was then stuck in for the night. I honestly don't get why, if I'm sitting in my apartment, doing nothing while my mom is upstairs sleeping, why I can't go out for a bit still. But no, Gretl played the big sister role and made me back down. I've decided that if she feels bad for going out after our mom goes to bed then that's her thing. I can go out once she's asleep if I want to. I ended up just shoveling to deal with my unhappiness.

The rest of the weekend turned out better though. I found out that when my mom declares bankruptcy I will/should get some of the money I loaned her back! That will be nice. Even if it's not for a year, it will still be really nice.

Anyway, I feel bad that I get so stressed when she's here. We didn't have to pay for her this weekend, but she still went shopping- apparently she took out a loan from somewhere. And I do feel bad because Gretl doesn't let her frustration show as much as I do and she ends up being the driver all the time. I guess I just wish my mom would act a little more like a grown-up instead of acting like she's the kid when she's around her kids. I love her... it's just hard sometimes not to get frustrated.

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