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30 October 2012 @ 10:02 pm
Yeah, No  
Let me try again to put this in perspective. Most days, I get to the garage at 7:15, and leave at 7:15, a 12-hour day. Even if I don't, I'm working a minimum of 9 hours, usually 11. That's 5 of my days each week, and the other two "days off" are spent trying to recover, run errands, etc. So, yeah, some things might slip my mind, like calling my Mom on her birthday. Why she chose to wait and call me FIVE MONTHS LATER to try and guilt-trip me is beyond me.

Especially funny is the fact that she started out the phone call i got last night, mentioning that she'd seen on Facebook that I was moving. So, she saw that I was moving, but not that i was already in the place, and not that i was doing badly, mentally, because I'm working all the god-damned time? Interesting. I swear, no matter how old I get, that bitch can still get under my skin.

And people wonder why I'm not close to my family...
Staxstaxxy on October 31st, 2012 02:10 am (UTC)
numerauko on October 31st, 2012 02:52 am (UTC)
This is another reason why we need a continent between us and them. For serious. Love you baby. Completely and utterly.
Mari Adkins: mari facemariadkins on November 1st, 2012 01:25 am (UTC)
Teri Smithkitchenqueen on November 1st, 2012 03:32 pm (UTC)
I've all but cut off my family. My sister wigged out last year and did some things that put a huge strain on our relationship. I talk to her on Facebook occasionally, but that's about it. It's sad, because we used to be close. I talk to my mom once a week, maybe every two weeks, just to make sure all is well. She takes care of my 94-year-old grandpa, and isn't the picture of health herself. She chose to lie to me last December regarding the circumstances of my cousin's death.

I sure hope I do a better job parenting than my parents did. I would hate for my kids to feel about me the way I feel about my parents.
Exhalations into the Ether: Green smoke dragondragon_smoke on November 11th, 2012 12:04 pm (UTC)
Seriously? Five months later she calls to bitch about it?

And here I have been thinking and thinking about how to respond to my neurotic sociapathic brother's phone message from my birthday, which was only three months ago now. Geesh! :-)