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Today Sucked

Monday, October 03, 2005



I am totally consumed with the essay contest I am working on. I've never entered such a contest before. Not typical for me. But this one was made for me. I alternate between thinking that I will absolutely without a doubt win to thinking that I have turned overnight into a total nutcase and that I don't have a hope in hell.

It doesn't help that I had a crapper of a day. It started out great, but then the parents came over this afternoon. My mother. Oh my God. What a crazy. I really am at a loss for words. She is so self-absorbed. She can't lift a finger. My father kneels down and takes off her shoes for her. Oh Lord. It is so hard to take. She is so lazy and did I mention crazy?

I cook them dinner, balancing my 3 month old and 4 year old, making a nice quiche and running outside to gather fresh flowers all at the same time. She sits on the couch and reads People. No offer of help, nothing. Like everything about her and I; nothing. My father is bewildered. He knows this is not right, but is so caught up in her tailpipe that he does not know what to do. Has not had an independent thought for some time now. She asks when will supper be ready? I say close to 6. Oh well, I need to get home to let the cat out, and and and and . In other words, 6 is too late. I get things ready to have dinner on the table sooner. Not to appease her but to get her out of my house again. Maybe slightly to appease. Why can't I stop it? Mr.C. is coming home for 6. They leave by 5:50. Walk away from the table without picking up a plate. I am left with a house full of chaos. Mr. C. gets cold quiche. He sees them driving down the road as he is coming. Wonders why they are leaving so early. Thinks that it has finally happened. I have exploded and told them off. He thinks we will not see them for a year now.

Another day maybe. Out of a hot bath and onto the computer. Ahhhhhh.

This entry was posted on Monday, October 03, 2005 at 7:58 PM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.

  1. Blogger Dr. Deb said:
    9:38 PM  

    I wish Rosie could've offered more prize winning tickets. I have some many blog friends and I want them to all win.

    I am going to see Rosie on October 15th FOTR.

    ~Deb

  1. Blogger Cathy said:
    9:58 PM  

    I ma so hoping that I win. But also want everyone else to win, too! If I don't, please write about the whole experience after the 15th!
    Peace.

  1. Blogger Michelle said:
    10:40 PM  

    That's it! I am set to prove that my mother can be in two countries at the same time! I bet i can beat you though......My mother actually asked me what my daughters name was one year!
    Best of luck with the contest, sounds great! Have you ever thought about the Blogger NANORIMO writing contest starting 1st of Nov?
    You mentioned on my log you too were an academic, so what are you studying? :)

  1. Blogger Nancy said:
    2:55 AM  

    Sorry your mom is such a princess. I have a friend with a mother like that.

    Best of luck in the essay contest!

    Thanks for stopping by for a visit!

  1. Blogger Cathy said:
    8:29 AM  

    Michelle;
    It is comforting to know there are others who share the same experience with their mother as I do. I feel badly for you too, though. Forgot your daughters name???? Mine might get there yet. Thanks for the info. on the contest. And I am an associate professor of environmental studies at a local university. On maternity leave followed by sabbatical this year. Might write more about those things later....
    Nancy;
    Thanks for dropping by and good luck to you too.

  1. Blogger Lois Lane said:
    12:33 PM  

    That is very frustrating. A long time ago my mother and I had that kind of relationship. My dad also was at her beck and call. It wasn't until I just told myself, there's no changing them, that I could cope and accept their odd little ways. I hope one day you guys get really close too, and she no longer leaves you scratching your head wondering what in the world is wrong with her. LOL
    Lois Lane
    P.S. thank you for the visit

  1. Blogger Cathy said:
    12:39 PM  

    Lois;
    Near would be good; close, I don;t think we'll ever acheive.

  1. Blogger Michelle said:
    7:04 PM  

    Environmental studies how fascinating. Canada certainly has some breath taking scenery.

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