KTMom91
Well-Known Member
Tomorrow (Sunday) we are celebrating Miss KT's 18th birthday, though her actual birthday is the 17th. She went to the boyfriend's tonight, and asked me to hang out the laundry in the washer. I said I would try, since my knee was bothering me, and I happened to fall asleep. When I got up, I'd forgotten about the laundry.
She just got home, and started yelling at me about the laundry, saying she couldn't count on me. Excuse me? This is the child who still can't remember to feed the cats, a job she's had for the last 13 years. After saying several times in a calm voice for her to stop yelling at me, I yelled back. She stopped. I kept going, pointing out that when she was 100% able to be counted on, we'd talk. And along those lines, who didn't feed and water the cats this morning? She stomped off to her room, saying, "Now I'll have to wash those clothes for the third time, since they'll be dry. But never mind, never mind..." I hate that long-suffering martyr BS. My mother does it all the time.
Right now, I do not want to make a birthday cake for her. I do not want to make pasta salad for the party. I do not want to go to the party. I do not want to do anything for her, and that includes hanging out the laundry at midnight. Which I might have done, saying I was sorry I forgot, had she asked me like a civilized person if I would mind doing it now.
My head hurts from the screaming. I don't do it very often, so it's all the more effective when I do.
She just got home, and started yelling at me about the laundry, saying she couldn't count on me. Excuse me? This is the child who still can't remember to feed the cats, a job she's had for the last 13 years. After saying several times in a calm voice for her to stop yelling at me, I yelled back. She stopped. I kept going, pointing out that when she was 100% able to be counted on, we'd talk. And along those lines, who didn't feed and water the cats this morning? She stomped off to her room, saying, "Now I'll have to wash those clothes for the third time, since they'll be dry. But never mind, never mind..." I hate that long-suffering martyr BS. My mother does it all the time.
Right now, I do not want to make a birthday cake for her. I do not want to make pasta salad for the party. I do not want to go to the party. I do not want to do anything for her, and that includes hanging out the laundry at midnight. Which I might have done, saying I was sorry I forgot, had she asked me like a civilized person if I would mind doing it now.
My head hurts from the screaming. I don't do it very often, so it's all the more effective when I do.