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Mar. 19th, 2013 04:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wickedcherubMy mother just called me at 4 to ask me whether I had started on dinner yet and whether I had finished my laundry.
To which the answer of course, is no.
What is my life. She's calling up to help, to try and put me on the right track to Being A Proper Mum, but seriously, I'm just resenting it. She's asking me whether I need her to come down to my house for a day and help me reorganise it, so then the upkeep would be easy.
Which, yes, I would love it for someone to do that with me. JUST NOT HER.
She spent five minutes on the phone telling me I should get a butchers block/kitchen shelf thing for next to the fridge, instead of just leaving my recycling there, and I told her that a) the gap is much narrower than she remembers, and b) that's where the light switch is, so no go, but she kept on giving me ideas of what sort of shelves would go there and I repeated myself FOUR TIMES. She just doesn't listen so I can't work with her.
I can't assert myself because I get told that I'm ungrateful and if I could prove that I could look after myself then she wouldn't have to do this.
UUUUUUGGGGGHHHH. I get that she's trying to help but omg go away.
She's so dramatic, everytime I tell her I need space, she sees it as 'OH I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN AND WHEN YOU GET OLD I AM NOT LOOKING AFTER YOU'
UUUGGGHH.. WHY AM I THIRTY YEARS OLD AND STILL WHINING ABOUT MY MOTHER. LET ME LOG ON TO TUMBLR.
To which the answer of course, is no.
What is my life. She's calling up to help, to try and put me on the right track to Being A Proper Mum, but seriously, I'm just resenting it. She's asking me whether I need her to come down to my house for a day and help me reorganise it, so then the upkeep would be easy.
Which, yes, I would love it for someone to do that with me. JUST NOT HER.
She spent five minutes on the phone telling me I should get a butchers block/kitchen shelf thing for next to the fridge, instead of just leaving my recycling there, and I told her that a) the gap is much narrower than she remembers, and b) that's where the light switch is, so no go, but she kept on giving me ideas of what sort of shelves would go there and I repeated myself FOUR TIMES. She just doesn't listen so I can't work with her.
I can't assert myself because I get told that I'm ungrateful and if I could prove that I could look after myself then she wouldn't have to do this.
UUUUUUGGGGGHHHH. I get that she's trying to help but omg go away.
She's so dramatic, everytime I tell her I need space, she sees it as 'OH I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN AND WHEN YOU GET OLD I AM NOT LOOKING AFTER YOU'
UUUGGGHH.. WHY AM I THIRTY YEARS OLD AND STILL WHINING ABOUT MY MOTHER. LET ME LOG ON TO TUMBLR.
