Randoms From a Random

MADWOMAN

My mother is crazy, like mental crazy. Like she came in my room this morning while I'm half sleep and asked me to make her some juicing. That was her first mistake. So I said ok. Then she goes on to ask can I get out the bed and do it right now. Second mistake. So I said, and I quote, "I'm not doing it right now, I'll do it when I get up, but if you want it right now, you do it." Big mistake by me. Keep in mind I'm half sleep and not even paying attention to the conversation while I'm on Wishbone. The second I said those words, here she come bursting through my bedroom door yelling and screaming about how she's a good mother and doesn't ask for much and how she could say I need to get a job and find a place to live, but she has grace and some other ish that I tuned her out on.

But listen sweetheart, the second I mention a job, aren't you the same person who says "no you don't need a job, you need to rest. God has you home and not in school for a reason." Or some ish like that. And if you claim you're dying and your face is just skin and bone, why the heck would you wait on someone else to get your nutrients for you and bring them to you, because honestly since I don't feel like making juicing, I could take all day and not care about it. So that's your loss honeybee. And I would move out, God would I love to move out but you keep saying "something big is about to happen" or "you're going back to school soon, why are you looking for apartments here". Like dude what the heck are you saying? Like do you want me to move out or not?

Ungh mothers man. They be so confusing.