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*sigh*
I called my bro on my way to work to wish him a happy birthday. after a while, he mentions that he's with my parents for the evening, and would i like to talk to mom? I hadn't talked to her in almost two months. I sighed and said sure. it was completely superficial, with the same talking over me that usually happened. i mentioned that i was driving to work, it was starting to rain and I was using the handsfree to talk to her. she then started talking about that "new stuff" where you don't need to hold the phone to talk. I told her that I already had one, and she continued to go on about that. then she asked how the house hunting was going. when i said we were still looking, but with a new realtor, i didn't get a chance to mention the drama we had last month. she immediately started to tell me about a house near where she's living that has three bedrooms and that she thinks looks better than the house of one of my brother's friends when he was younger. she got his name wrong and the time frame wrong, but I didn't bother to correct her. i told her the neighborhood was too expensive, and she insisted that they were old, the woman was a widow and we could probably get it for cheap. finally, she passed the phone back to my brother, who considered it all a baby step.
is it just me, or is that entire thing just sad? this is all i'm reduced to. and nothing will ever change.
I called my bro on my way to work to wish him a happy birthday. after a while, he mentions that he's with my parents for the evening, and would i like to talk to mom? I hadn't talked to her in almost two months. I sighed and said sure. it was completely superficial, with the same talking over me that usually happened. i mentioned that i was driving to work, it was starting to rain and I was using the handsfree to talk to her. she then started talking about that "new stuff" where you don't need to hold the phone to talk. I told her that I already had one, and she continued to go on about that. then she asked how the house hunting was going. when i said we were still looking, but with a new realtor, i didn't get a chance to mention the drama we had last month. she immediately started to tell me about a house near where she's living that has three bedrooms and that she thinks looks better than the house of one of my brother's friends when he was younger. she got his name wrong and the time frame wrong, but I didn't bother to correct her. i told her the neighborhood was too expensive, and she insisted that they were old, the woman was a widow and we could probably get it for cheap. finally, she passed the phone back to my brother, who considered it all a baby step.
is it just me, or is that entire thing just sad? this is all i'm reduced to. and nothing will ever change.