| Dishes Catastrophe |
So Valentines Day vast approaches. I dislike it very much. One shouldn't need a special day to tell each other how much they care.
Speaking of V-Day (that ryhmes with D-Day. Coincedence? I think not) my sister and I decided to order Mom some flowers and have them sent over to her shop because it makes her sad when her business partner gets many and various bouquettes and she gets nothing. Yesterday we got into a fight and I think that if I send her flowers now, it will just seem like a feeble appology instead of a sweet gesture from daughters to mother. What was this fight, you ask? It was about the dishes. With that said, let me tell you something. Whenever Mom doesn't want to do something, it becomes my job. When the dishes are piled up to the ceiling (exaduration) it is now my job whereas it previously was hers. So yesterday she told me to do them, but also told me that I could play FFX-2 for a while before I get started. I play for about an hour and a half and then I sit on the couch to see what is happening on the news. She turns and glares at me and calls me a fat worthless cow. She says she doesn't know how I can live with myself because I am so disgustingly lazy. Then she goes to the kitchen and starts throwing potatos across the house. I go in and pic up some dishes but she yells at me and tells me to go sit my fat lazy ass down. So I go. It's better not to argue sometimes. She then proceeds to throw the dishes into the sink, all the while cursing me for being the fat lazy bitch that I am. She told me that I never do anything for me and she does so very much. I told her that just because I sat down doesn't mean that I was not going to do them. She answered this with a snort and by saying that I just liked to piss her off so I don't have to do any work. She then cooked dinner. On Mondays we watch Everwood and Average Joe together, so she usually brings our plates in for my sister and I. She fixed her's and Lauren's and told me I could have whatever's left. After I ate, she sent me to my room. This morning the only thing she said to me was "The bus is coming. Get outside." It is really annoying and childish. The bad thing is that she does this crap all the time. I don't think that is the only reason she's mad at me though. She is thinking about opening a coffee shop once the lease for the beauty shop expires. She asked me what I thought and I told her I didn't think a coffee shop would do well in southern Indiana. She said that nothing she does is good enough for me and that I was a selfish bratty bitch. This was before the dishes incedent, by the way. Anyway, I sort of don't want to send her flowers because it will look like I am appologizing. Personally, I think I have nothing to appologize for. Opinions, please? |
