Random Caregiver Rant

Just now my mother asked me, “Where are the pairing knives, with the colored handles?” I said, “I don't know.”

She reckless eyeballed my room as if to say, “It's such a sty they must be in here.”

I told her, I didn't have the pairing knives and to look in the dishwasher.

She gets huffy and leaves. Comes back 3 minutes later with an orange handled pairing knife and apologizes. It was in her room, under her bed, near the nightstand.

She likes to eat apples in bed at night.
I like to eat chocolate in bed at night. No knife needed. J

You get 4 of these darn knives for $2 at Wal-Mart I told her to go buy some more and not bother me in the middle of the night.

Then she says it's not midnight.

I look at my PC and say you have 3 minutes.

She looks at her watch and says it's 5 of, so it’s not really the middle of the night.

I just looked at her, pointed at the door, and said GO!

And she wonders why I take drugs, if I didn't I'd be in the looney bin.

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I don't think you will treasure these moments.

Hang in there.

Willing to trade 11:55 knife search for
wake ups at 11:30; 1:30; 3:00; 5:30 and 7:00
 
I know I sound like an ungrateful bitch but I really do love both of my parents.

The times I will cherish will be the good days. Like when mom and I spend a day out shopping, trying on clothes, and have lunch and don't argue. Those are the good days. :cool:
 

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