matts mom is driving me INSNANE. not just a little, a lot. when shes home, i can litterally feel my blood presure go up. i know she means well, but she just needs to leave us alone!
some for examples:
last weekend she decided that the basement needed to be cleaned. you know cause everyone who comes in this house gets a tour of the basement . anyway she tells me that she "found" some of my stuff in the basement that i already knew was there, but whatever. little did i know that "found" meant "i ripped open the three boxes you had neatly packed, sealed, and labeled and dug through them". then she offered to give the stuff away if i didnt want it.
tonight, she comes home and sees my room. it looks like a war zone with crap everywhere and she asks what im doing. suppressing the urge to say "moving IN" i tell her im trying to get my stuff packed so we can move it this weekend. she repeately offers her help, or what about going to the house and doing something there? what about matthews room? do i need to pack stuff for him? what about these clothes? are they clean? whats all this? trash?
all these questions in about 3 mintues. it makes my head spin.
help.me. sigh.
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sounds like you need a trip down to Florida!!!!!
if the house isnt ready by thanksgiving, i may be going back to fla with you!
sounds good to me!!!!!
Can I come too? I think I just can't physically take being in Atlanta anymore.
Yay! we can make a party of it!!!!!
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