Hello Everyone:
I think Passover has finally gotten to mom. From the moment mom woke, she's been going extra hard on the haranguing and complaining about every little thing, non-stop. I really can't wait until 8:02pm Saturday night when Passover, officially passes over. At least tomorrow evening, mom will be over at sis's house until the end of the holiday, which means I get at least 36 hours of peace and quiet at home. I did make plans with sis to come over for a couple meals. The good part about that one is that it breaks up my day and I don't have to have too much interaction with mom. Honestly, I think she needs a man. Maybe if she starts dating, she'll be mellower. Hey, it's thought. A hobby or anything for that matter to keep her occupied with other things than focusing on everything little thing I do or bothering me every second about some real or imagined problem. All I can say is thank goodness for the I Heart Radio and Spotify apps on my phone so I can tune her out in the morning. Occasionally YouTube provides some source of diversion or a good article. Hopefully the employment deities will smile on me so I can have the means to move out. Or, if good fortune smiles on the Brit BF, he can sweep me away from this Dickensian life. Okay, I'm exaggerating about the Dickensian life and it is wishful thinking on my part hoping the Brit BF will be my ticket out. It's still nice to fantasize a little. Still, even a small studio apartment would be better than living in the same house as miserable and bitter person. The point is I need my own space and if it's by own power or through the Brit BF, then fine, I'll take it. Of course it's no guarantee but I really need some relief. At least when Passover passes over I'll have a few days of calm.
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