Wednesday Wednesday

So I work 4-10 hour days and have Wednesdays off. Usually I putter around alternately doing dishes, playing games on the laptop, doing laundry, playing on facebook...you get the picture. Nothing major happens on my Wednesdays. Maybe some Dr's appointments, general running around. And sometimes, I even get to just chill and maybe take a nap.

All of the above was planned for last Wednesday, and then paying a visit to my Mom was added to the mix. I had spoken to her a couple of times over the past few days and she just didn't sound like herself. Well, I guess it was because the arthritis in her shoulder had been pretty bad and she was in a lot of pain. Added to this, her house was a mess as she could not do the cleaning due to the pain she was in. My Mom has always been a pretty meticulous person. Everything has always had its place and things were to be cleaned in a certain manner. So when she could not do her cleaning, she became a bit depressed.

I volunteered to come over for a couple of hours to help her but wasn't looking forward to doing anymore cleaning than I absolutely had to.

I remember growing up trying to meet her high standards when doing my chores and pretty much failing miserably and usually ending up in a knock down drag out screaming match. Yeah, did I mention my Mom and I have historically not experienced a lovey dovey relationship? It's not the best relationship but it's not the worst either. I guess it's grown over the years to be enjoyable most of the time but we still have our difficulties.

So, I grabbed some much need Timmy Ho's coffee and a muffin and headed over. I have to say, it didn't end up as bad as I thought it would. I made a list, and just went about my business and got things done. She was very appreciative of my help and I know it made a difference to her. I just wish I knew the secret to having a better relationship with her. It seems like such an enigma to me and baffles me. I think she's a good person. I love her. I appreciate the things she has gone thru. But somehow it still doesn't bring the closeness I would hope for us. Anyone out there have any ideas on mother-daughter relationships???

It's Late...

It's late, it's cold, it's dark. Just sitting here by the light of the laptop not quite sure what to do with myself. I've been sick for a couple of days so sleep has been sparse and I decided for some foolish reason to forgo the nighttime cold meds...so here I am.

I was tooling around facebook for a while but that got a little old. Read the latest on the joke of a show (that I am addicted to) The Bachelor, and then decided to give this lame, limping along blog a gander....A gander? WTF is that? Since when do I use the term "gander?" I think I must be getting old, no, I know I am getting old. So many things have been jumping out at me lately that tell me I am slowly becoming my parents. That was never suppose to happen was it? Years ago, it was a joke, a shockingly horrible joke that would never happen right?

Yet here I sit, needing glasses, saying gander, and mulling over the number of times I've told my son to turn down his tv and stop swearing.

Yup, it's happening...guess I have to figure out how to be the new me so I don't end up some 40 year old woman acting like a fool and trying to be 21 again.

I'm a pretty smart chick...I think I'll do alright. Time will tell my friends...and lucky you, so will my blog :) Talk to you soon!

What Goes Around, Comes Around

I really hope it's true. There are too many people in this world that are horrible to others and they seemingly get away with it...so I truly hope that somehow, some way they will get what they deserve!