As I’m typing this…I’m sipping on some wonderful hot cocoa in my best attempts to wake up! I mean hey, if I absolutely have to be awake this morning…why not start my morning off right, with chocolate that is.
Thank you all SO much for your get well wishes. You are my angels!
There are some days that only your comments make me smile. No offense to my wonderful hubby of course…but everyone has these days I think when not much makes them smile. Don’t believe me? Just ask Eeyore!
I am feeling a bit better today, but surely not entirely myself as of yet. Last night, I’m sure, didn’t help much. My mom was just having a bad day yesterday…and she didn’t help herself out of it at all.
Let me explain…
A while back when Jason and I bought our cell phones, we purchased an extra one that was intended for Dora to use so that we would be able to get a hold of her when necessary. Well, she abused the privilege and we took the phone back. It was about that time that my mom’s contract was up with her service provider, so Jason and I told her that she could have the extra phone and just pay us the $10/month instead of her getting a whole new package for almost $40/month (she rarely uses the cell phone…so it didn’t seem feasible for her to pay so much).
She agreed and all was well. Well, she’s never paid us anything for the phone…but we’ve not really minded considering it’s only $10/month. However, she also rarely ever has the damn thing turned on…which annoys me to NO end considering she watches my children during the day and I’d like to be able to get a hold of her when needed.
So yesterday morning, I knew that she was at the car dealership having some things done to her car…but I wanted to let her know that I’d noticed that her checking account was quite low and I transfered some money into it as a cushion so that she wouldn’t bounce any checks. However, I couldn’t get a hold of her.
Also, Dora wasn’t feeling well and was at school…she’d tried to call her grandma numerous times over a several hour span…but also was unable to contact her until almost 1pm in the afternoon. I finally got a hold of my mom around 3pm, only because she’d turned her cell on to call me to ask me if Dora should go into the doctor. So I told her, while I had her on the phone, what was up with her checking account and what I’d done for her.
Well then I got a call from her about an hour later telling me that she’d accidentally broken the lock on the back door of the house. It’s an old door…and the lock sticks a bit…but she really did a number on it. Anyway, she was upset and was obviously having a bad day…so I reassured her that it was okay and to call a locksmith and we’d get it taken care of. Needless to say, by the time I’d arrived home…she proclaimed that she’d been “in hell” for the past two hours because she was so stressed out that she’d gotten Caleb stressed out (she does nothing but yell when she gets stressed…autistic children don’t react well to that)…so Caleb was having major episodes!
Not a good thing to come home to.
Anyway, I settled everyone down and tried to keep the kids away from her as much as I could because I didn’t want to aggrivate her further. So I took them downstairs and we did their homework. My mom was making speghetti and Jason was on his way home from school…and was stopping by the store to pick up a few things. The locksmith was scheduled to be at the house by 6pm but didn’t show up until 7pm. We hadn’t even eaten dinner by then and the kids were getting tired…I was getting flustered and my mom was still yelling at everyone. So Jason and I made the kids sit down and eat dinner…then we sent them off to bed.
After locksmith was done and gone…it was well after 8:30pm and I was attempting to get Caleb to sleep. The next thing I know my mom is yelling at the top of her lungs and Jason comes into the bedroom. He tells me that she’s angry with me. Umm…what did I do? I’d left the food out for her because she wouldn’t eat while the locksmith was there and I didn’t want her to be upset about me putting things away without her eating first…she does that. But apparently she was angry with me because I left it all out.
Sometimes…you just can’t win.
I guess that she and Jason had a few words as well. She wouldn’t stop yelling and he told her that she sure is being crabby…well, that didn’t over well at all.
Anyway, the next thing I know…she bursts into my bedroom and slams her cell phone down on my dresser and declares that I can have my “damn cell phone back” and then procedes to slam my bedroom door waking Caleb up. My first instinct was to get up and go tell her to stop acting like a five year and start acting her age…but I decided it was best to just let her be.
I did take her cell phone back into her this morning and she apologized for last night. I just told her that I hope she has a better day today.
I’m telling you…life is just never boring at my house!
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