I'm so tired. I'm so done with arguing with my Mom over EVERYTHING. when I got here one of the things she asked me to do was find somewhere for his law library to go. today she totally denied it.
I've done incredible horrid things like contact their accountant and attorney that no one had done. I called the Girl Scout Council, (Dad has won their highest award 2 or 3 times), contacted his absloute best life long friend. contacted their church back in Boulder. I am apparently out of line. very out of line. I am a horrible disrespectful daughter for doing all of this. I met with their Pastor who asked for a family meeting on Sunday. OMG!!!!! you would have thought I had asked Lucifer to tea! (and this is THEIR Pastor!!!!) what the bloody hell!!!!????
Dad was a highly functioning alcoholic. he hasn't had anything in 2 weeks now. Mom got a note from the Doc saying it was ok for him to have one one ounce cocktail a night. I think this is totally bad. I am in no way thinking that drying him out now is a good thing... I mean he is dying after all!!!! I think that one 1 ounce cocktail will just cause anxiety as he is accustomed to drinking until he is replete. I am making dinner tomorrow for my sister, her 2 daughters, my Mom, daughter and myself. I bought 3 slabs of babyback ribs and started a fairly moderate amount of potato salad. you wuld think I have deliberate designs on bringing her fridge to its knees with the HUGE amount of food I am *insisting* be put in the fridge. I'm so upset. I just don't know what to do. I'm damned no matter what.
I want to go home, but I have to be back here the 30th anyway to meet my MIL to go to Mexico for just more fun times.
I am going through a ton of shit with my daughter who has decided it is totally ok to call me by my first name, and not Mom.
I am so incredibly upset.
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