Another half-assed plan
Mom and I spoke a few days ago. I initially missed her call because I've stopped carrying the thing around, but only ten minutes had passed. When I called back she said that she had wanted to come by and visit Nora. I had been on top of chores and Nora was in a good mood, so despite the ridiculously short notice I invited her to come over. She declined. It seems that she was home and didn't want to get back out. That's the kind of crap she loves to pull.
Anyway, she caught me up on her life. It seems that she's made the initial planning to leave for Alabama. She seems to feel that moving back is the only choice that she has to get by. I think she's being ridiculous, but I didn't fight her.
I don't know how seriously I should take what she says. There's still a good chance that she's trying to instigate a response from me; trying to push me in to moving her back in to the house. Every other sentence was, "I just don't know what else to do."
She's convinced that she should leave - no car, no solid housing, no real support system. Yes, our family is in Alabama, but they aren't any better at putting up with her crap than I am.
I have a whole list of things she could possibly do to improve her financial situation, but I'm refraining from offering suggestions because she won't listen. She wants to be in a state of chaos and I'm going to let her.
If she does actually move it's going to put me in an awkward situation. I'm going to be thrilled to have the pressure of feeling obligated to take care of her off of my shoulders, but Nora will be losing a grandparent. Sure, I was going to seriously limit Nora's time with Mom, but she was going to have time.
I guess I have to wait and see what happens.
In other news: I made my first batch of snickerdoodles from scratch yesterday. I'm finding baking to be very rewarding, even if I don't have all of the fancy equipment. I don't even own a sifter. But! Baking means I'm not going to cut myself all of the time, like I do when I'm cooking. I'm clumsy.
Anyway, she caught me up on her life. It seems that she's made the initial planning to leave for Alabama. She seems to feel that moving back is the only choice that she has to get by. I think she's being ridiculous, but I didn't fight her.
I don't know how seriously I should take what she says. There's still a good chance that she's trying to instigate a response from me; trying to push me in to moving her back in to the house. Every other sentence was, "I just don't know what else to do."
She's convinced that she should leave - no car, no solid housing, no real support system. Yes, our family is in Alabama, but they aren't any better at putting up with her crap than I am.
I have a whole list of things she could possibly do to improve her financial situation, but I'm refraining from offering suggestions because she won't listen. She wants to be in a state of chaos and I'm going to let her.
If she does actually move it's going to put me in an awkward situation. I'm going to be thrilled to have the pressure of feeling obligated to take care of her off of my shoulders, but Nora will be losing a grandparent. Sure, I was going to seriously limit Nora's time with Mom, but she was going to have time.
I guess I have to wait and see what happens.
In other news: I made my first batch of snickerdoodles from scratch yesterday. I'm finding baking to be very rewarding, even if I don't have all of the fancy equipment. I don't even own a sifter. But! Baking means I'm not going to cut myself all of the time, like I do when I'm cooking. I'm clumsy.
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