Riding with Miss Daisy to the casino
Over the weekend, mom had been looking at the calendar of events at the old people's home and saw that a trip to the casino was on tap for this week. You know grandma, she's up for that. Mom made sure she was signed up for it.
...And then decided to accompany her.
I think grandma had talked about it like mom was going to be her service animal. Just wear this leash, mom; it'll be fine.
So here's the thing. I know mom was talking about wanting to go and spy on her, and was trying to talk my dad into going to no avail. I heard absolutely nothing more about it, even at breakfast at 7:30, until it was 9 and I'm doing my final prep stuff before I leave for work, and mom is downstairs throwing a hissy because she wants to leave and take her car, and I am blocking her in.
Like...you could have said something. I don't read minds. You never shared what your plans are. If you've paid any attention whatsoever in the last few years that you've been home, you would know that I run like clockwork. I have my set routine, as this is how I function, and I leave the house at 9:15. No, I cannot just run outside and move my car. If I get in my car, it will be because I am fully ready to leave. I'm not going to go out, move my car, and then come back in to do the five minutes more of stuff I need to do. That is a waste of time. Be patient, woman. Besides, I don't know if you're aware, but it is freaking cold outside. It was a lot warmer today, relatively speaking, but my poor car is very unhappy at the moment and made squeaky noises when I started her up and first began driving her on Monday and Tuesday. Oh, and, my tire pressure sensor has been going off since I first got in her on Monday. She moves VERY slowly right now because the tire PSI is down to 26 and should be at 35. It's been getting up to 29 or 30, depending on the tire, but it's still low. I cannot just up and get in my car and go; she doesn't work that way at the moment. Also also, I *will* be warming up my car, and since it began snowing, I have to clean it off. Bummer, since it was completely clear when I went up to take my shower at 8.
Don't make your problem my problem. You can't bother to plan ahead, that's on you. You had a chance to say something at 7:30 and didn't. Therefore, I'm doing what I always do, so suck it.
I was really upset when I left the house this morning. My mom and my boss are similar peas in a pod, so to deal with imbeciles both at home and at work is extremely frustrating. Better, I still had no idea what my mother's plan was until after I got home. Dad had texted me to say I'd beat her, and to park behind grandma's car so mom could get in the garage.
So, what did mom do? She drove up to Algonquin and rode the senior center bus to the casino, the one by grandma's old place, stayed there all day, rode back, and then put in a load of laundry, so she wasn't sure when she was leaving, or if. She hadn't brought any of her medications, so a pro for coming home, but it was dark and snowy, so a pro for staying in place. It's almost 9 and she's still not home, so she's likely spending the night. Dad said that mom hadn't even decided what she was doing until this morning, and he was upset that we'd been upset with each other, but he knows she starts it. Like, mom needs to get a handle on her mental health. She lets her anxiety run wild and she's so unstable. Wild that work actually helped me feel better today; that hasn't been the case very much as of late.
...And then decided to accompany her.
I think grandma had talked about it like mom was going to be her service animal. Just wear this leash, mom; it'll be fine.
So here's the thing. I know mom was talking about wanting to go and spy on her, and was trying to talk my dad into going to no avail. I heard absolutely nothing more about it, even at breakfast at 7:30, until it was 9 and I'm doing my final prep stuff before I leave for work, and mom is downstairs throwing a hissy because she wants to leave and take her car, and I am blocking her in.
Like...you could have said something. I don't read minds. You never shared what your plans are. If you've paid any attention whatsoever in the last few years that you've been home, you would know that I run like clockwork. I have my set routine, as this is how I function, and I leave the house at 9:15. No, I cannot just run outside and move my car. If I get in my car, it will be because I am fully ready to leave. I'm not going to go out, move my car, and then come back in to do the five minutes more of stuff I need to do. That is a waste of time. Be patient, woman. Besides, I don't know if you're aware, but it is freaking cold outside. It was a lot warmer today, relatively speaking, but my poor car is very unhappy at the moment and made squeaky noises when I started her up and first began driving her on Monday and Tuesday. Oh, and, my tire pressure sensor has been going off since I first got in her on Monday. She moves VERY slowly right now because the tire PSI is down to 26 and should be at 35. It's been getting up to 29 or 30, depending on the tire, but it's still low. I cannot just up and get in my car and go; she doesn't work that way at the moment. Also also, I *will* be warming up my car, and since it began snowing, I have to clean it off. Bummer, since it was completely clear when I went up to take my shower at 8.
Don't make your problem my problem. You can't bother to plan ahead, that's on you. You had a chance to say something at 7:30 and didn't. Therefore, I'm doing what I always do, so suck it.
I was really upset when I left the house this morning. My mom and my boss are similar peas in a pod, so to deal with imbeciles both at home and at work is extremely frustrating. Better, I still had no idea what my mother's plan was until after I got home. Dad had texted me to say I'd beat her, and to park behind grandma's car so mom could get in the garage.
So, what did mom do? She drove up to Algonquin and rode the senior center bus to the casino, the one by grandma's old place, stayed there all day, rode back, and then put in a load of laundry, so she wasn't sure when she was leaving, or if. She hadn't brought any of her medications, so a pro for coming home, but it was dark and snowy, so a pro for staying in place. It's almost 9 and she's still not home, so she's likely spending the night. Dad said that mom hadn't even decided what she was doing until this morning, and he was upset that we'd been upset with each other, but he knows she starts it. Like, mom needs to get a handle on her mental health. She lets her anxiety run wild and she's so unstable. Wild that work actually helped me feel better today; that hasn't been the case very much as of late.