So if you know me, you know that I dislike housework.
Today, I have already gotten the second load into the washer, the dishwasher is running, the kiddos are fed and medicated, and I am working on finding the floor in Ariane's room...lol.
I hope that I accomplish the following today:
1) Ariane's room totally clean, bed made, floor vacuumed.
2) Dishes DONE (we all know that this is the worst of everything!)!
3) Living Room started.
I will update this list as I complete it...lol. (IF that happens...wish me luck!)
Monday, June 08, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
When did I become the bad guy?
For those of you that know me, I am a decent and kind person. So when did I become the bad guy?
Let me go back a couple of days...okay to only yesterday.
I called my older sister to come have lunch with me because I didn't want to eat alone. After she arrives, our mother calls her cell phone and my sister agrees to bring her leftovers to her for lunch. Well, after lunch, my sister and I went to Wal-Mart and did a little shopping. When we were done, she decided to go home because she wasn't felling well. I get a call at 2:15 PM from my mother bitching because she didn't have anything to drink and my sister didn't bring her lunch. I told her that I would bring her something after my kids got home in about 30 minutes. As I am walking out the door to go get her something to eat and drink, literally minutes after the kids got home from school mind you, I got a call from my sister stating that our mother had called each of her phones (home and cell) no less than four times each!!! So I called my mother and told her that she needed to stop calling my older sister and that she wasn't feeling well. My mother got all haughty and said "Fine then I won't call her anymore!" and proceeded to hang up on me. I called her back and told her that she had no good reason to hang up on me and she retorted that it was fine when I did it...needless to say an argument ensued, whilst on my cell with the kids driving down the road. She (the mother) tried to tell me not to bother bringing her any food...I told her I was already on the f-ing road and that I would be there soon enough.
Now this isn't the first time she has pulled this crap with me about lunch. Last time she did this, I had been in bed all morning with a migraine headache and couldn't see worth a crap. I took her the bagel I was about to eat, and I drove over there and threw it at her...no I wasn't aiming for her head, but if you ask her I was...needless to say she never ate that bagel.
And she didn't eat the burger I brought her yesterday either.
Yesterday, when I got home, I posted that it sucked because things had changed...a role reversal of sorts...she was now the child and I was the mother....well, someone told her about that and she went off on my older sister about how immature it was and whatnot...what burns me is that whomever told her about the post, didn't bother to ask me why I felt that way. I sure they only got her "Woe is me. I am the victim. Pay attention to me. I am the center of the universe." side of the story. I am tired of her thinking that just because she has decided to become an invalid (yes, and invalid, but not totally), she has to be waited on hand and foot. Anyone that knows her, knows that not too terribly long ago, she was able to get up and get herself a drink. She wasn't wearing diapers. She was cleaning house. And now, she refuses to get out of bed to do anything!!! Unless it's to go to the bathroom (if she makes it in time) or to a doctors appointment (which I used to take her to). She doesn't bother to get dressed anymore. She hardly showers. She gives her perception of the truth to the doctors (in other words she lies so they all think she's doing better than she is!).
Needless to say, I am TIRED of being her fall guy. I am TIRED of being the one to catch the flack because dad's at work and she can't (won't) go get herself a drink or lunch or get dressed. I am TIRED of it being assumed that just because both of my kids are in school and I am not "working" that I can do what ever she needs me to do...not fair to my husband and kids.
I will NOT be the bad guy anymore. I will be extricating myself from her and her wickedness.
I know it will be hard, but once it is done, it will not be reversed.
She (the mother) has always been afraid of losing contact with two certain grandchildren (neither of them mine), but now she will lose them, as my patience has worn out and i will not subject my kids to her tyranny and favoritism anymore.
Let me go back a couple of days...okay to only yesterday.
I called my older sister to come have lunch with me because I didn't want to eat alone. After she arrives, our mother calls her cell phone and my sister agrees to bring her leftovers to her for lunch. Well, after lunch, my sister and I went to Wal-Mart and did a little shopping. When we were done, she decided to go home because she wasn't felling well. I get a call at 2:15 PM from my mother bitching because she didn't have anything to drink and my sister didn't bring her lunch. I told her that I would bring her something after my kids got home in about 30 minutes. As I am walking out the door to go get her something to eat and drink, literally minutes after the kids got home from school mind you, I got a call from my sister stating that our mother had called each of her phones (home and cell) no less than four times each!!! So I called my mother and told her that she needed to stop calling my older sister and that she wasn't feeling well. My mother got all haughty and said "Fine then I won't call her anymore!" and proceeded to hang up on me. I called her back and told her that she had no good reason to hang up on me and she retorted that it was fine when I did it...needless to say an argument ensued, whilst on my cell with the kids driving down the road. She (the mother) tried to tell me not to bother bringing her any food...I told her I was already on the f-ing road and that I would be there soon enough.
Now this isn't the first time she has pulled this crap with me about lunch. Last time she did this, I had been in bed all morning with a migraine headache and couldn't see worth a crap. I took her the bagel I was about to eat, and I drove over there and threw it at her...no I wasn't aiming for her head, but if you ask her I was...needless to say she never ate that bagel.
And she didn't eat the burger I brought her yesterday either.
Yesterday, when I got home, I posted that it sucked because things had changed...a role reversal of sorts...she was now the child and I was the mother....well, someone told her about that and she went off on my older sister about how immature it was and whatnot...what burns me is that whomever told her about the post, didn't bother to ask me why I felt that way. I sure they only got her "Woe is me. I am the victim. Pay attention to me. I am the center of the universe." side of the story. I am tired of her thinking that just because she has decided to become an invalid (yes, and invalid, but not totally), she has to be waited on hand and foot. Anyone that knows her, knows that not too terribly long ago, she was able to get up and get herself a drink. She wasn't wearing diapers. She was cleaning house. And now, she refuses to get out of bed to do anything!!! Unless it's to go to the bathroom (if she makes it in time) or to a doctors appointment (which I used to take her to). She doesn't bother to get dressed anymore. She hardly showers. She gives her perception of the truth to the doctors (in other words she lies so they all think she's doing better than she is!).
Needless to say, I am TIRED of being her fall guy. I am TIRED of being the one to catch the flack because dad's at work and she can't (won't) go get herself a drink or lunch or get dressed. I am TIRED of it being assumed that just because both of my kids are in school and I am not "working" that I can do what ever she needs me to do...not fair to my husband and kids.
I will NOT be the bad guy anymore. I will be extricating myself from her and her wickedness.
I know it will be hard, but once it is done, it will not be reversed.
She (the mother) has always been afraid of losing contact with two certain grandchildren (neither of them mine), but now she will lose them, as my patience has worn out and i will not subject my kids to her tyranny and favoritism anymore.
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