Child status for eternity
May. 7th, 2012 11:29 pmYou know that I love Mum, and those who've met her also know that she's a jewel. But that doesn't change the fact that as long as you lives with your parents, you never get to organize your life as you would like.
It happened that for tomorrow, I got the chance to skip some lessons (a colleague owes me almost a month's worth of unpaid lessons back from September), so I can go to work two hours later than I originally should have. I was really glad, because it would have meant that I could catch up with some writing - assuming I found the strength to get up early.
I called Mum on my way home and told her the good news. She promptly said: "Oh, good, then we can leave home really early, go to this funeral company and got the grandparents moved. (We've bought the new resting place last week.)
Now, I know it needs to be done. In fact, we've been planning to do it on Thursday, when I start work late anyway. It doesn't really matter which day we do it - I can catch up with my writing or whatever on Thurdsay, too. But I'd have liked to be at least asked fist if I had any other plans for this unexpected free morning. Because, well, you see, I actually had. None that coulnd't be swapped for another day, but still.
So, to summarize it: as long as you live with the parents, you're a child. And as long as you're a child, you can't expect any courtesy where your own spare time is concerned.
It happened that for tomorrow, I got the chance to skip some lessons (a colleague owes me almost a month's worth of unpaid lessons back from September), so I can go to work two hours later than I originally should have. I was really glad, because it would have meant that I could catch up with some writing - assuming I found the strength to get up early.
I called Mum on my way home and told her the good news. She promptly said: "Oh, good, then we can leave home really early, go to this funeral company and got the grandparents moved. (We've bought the new resting place last week.)
Now, I know it needs to be done. In fact, we've been planning to do it on Thursday, when I start work late anyway. It doesn't really matter which day we do it - I can catch up with my writing or whatever on Thurdsay, too. But I'd have liked to be at least asked fist if I had any other plans for this unexpected free morning. Because, well, you see, I actually had. None that coulnd't be swapped for another day, but still.
So, to summarize it: as long as you live with the parents, you're a child. And as long as you're a child, you can't expect any courtesy where your own spare time is concerned.
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Date: 2012-05-07 10:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-05-08 05:23 pm (UTC)Rarely was I so close to screaming like a madwoman as in that moment. *g*
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Date: 2012-05-08 01:17 am (UTC)(Am I totally evil to be thinking: "They've been there that long. Surely they could wait a few more days"?)
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Date: 2012-05-08 05:14 pm (UTC)It's just so that it would be nice to be asked from time to time whether I'd like to dispose over my own spare time - little as it is anyway.
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Date: 2012-05-08 02:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-05-08 05:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-05-08 03:55 am (UTC)It's quite annoying, to be sure.
*offers hugs*
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Date: 2012-05-08 05:19 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-05-08 05:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-05-09 05:44 am (UTC)And I'll go one better! You already know that I don't live with my parents, that the husband and I have our own home - and that I live almost two hours drive AWAY from my parents, but do you think that stops my mother from trying to order my life for me? That would be a HUGE American HEEELLL NOO! The woman calls like clockwork to tell me all the things that I need to do - IN MY OWN HOME! I've gotten to the point of just letting her roll over to voice mail and then calling back.... whenever.
Yeah, I know it's mean, but good God, I'm nearly 40, married, have my own home, survived cancer three times and worked all over the world and US when I was healthy enough for it; you would think I would know how to take of my home and marriage by now, wouldn't you? Well, apparently, my own mother doesn't. But, hey she's my mom and I'll only have with me for a finite amount of time, so it's not worth arguing about.
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Date: 2012-05-09 04:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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