Enough is enough
They are on their own. I can't take the continual berating, and lack of appreciation for what I was doing. While I had a loaf of bread in the oven, and the big roast I had purchased for the mothers day dinner was about ready to put in the oven, I went to work on some homework. Then it hit, Mom flipped out about me taking time off to do school work, and why didn't I do it 20 years ago and so on.
Dad does nothing, he helps out not at all, unless pushed. Mom suffers from 'dishwater cramps" (in other words, if there is work to be done, she is feeling weak) and won't take an interest in learning to set up their meds for the future when I am no longer living there.
Well, After that argument, the time that I am no longer living there, is now. I am back home...finally
Dad does nothing, he helps out not at all, unless pushed. Mom suffers from 'dishwater cramps" (in other words, if there is work to be done, she is feeling weak) and won't take an interest in learning to set up their meds for the future when I am no longer living there.
Well, After that argument, the time that I am no longer living there, is now. I am back home...finally