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This is me, living alone:

*knocks flashlight off the edge of the bed*
Aubrey grunts.
Aubrey picks up flashlight, places it back on the edge of the bed, or possibly on a shelf, where it would be safe from flailing arms in the future, and goes back to whatever she was doing.


This is me, living with Mom:

*knocks flashlight off the end of the bed*
Mom: *gasp!* what was THAT?!?
Me, bending over to pick it up: Just a flashlight, Mom.
Mom: a WHAT?!?
Me: a flashlight.
Mom: just a flashlight? Are you OKAY?!?
Me: i'm fine, Mom.
Mom: why did you knock the flashlight off the bed?! did it break? what are you DOING in there?!?
Me: looking for something.
Mom: what?
Mom: what kind of book?
Me: something for 'the game'.
Mom: aubrey. i really wish you wouldn't spend that much time playing that thing. it isn't healthy, you know.
Me: *sigh* yes, mom, i know...


*stares* yes. that has really taken some getting used to. that, and the fact that i was used to spending a LOT of alone time, and doing everything for myself, not having to help others out except on rare occasions. i can't even remember the last time i had the house to myself, and have had it to myself an entire two times since i've gotten here, both for about 2 hours.

now, i get to be 'errand daughter', i.e. "while you're up, would you mind getting me some ice water? actually, how bout some ice and a pop? you need to chip the ice first, of course. no, my glass is in here. yes, and chip the ice with the hammer. you need to hit it hard. and could you bring me the chips? (after all that is done, and i'm bringing her stuff to her...) and could you move the fan so it's blowing on me better? and hand me the phone? and would you mind.... and could you just real quick... and then....

and the way mom talks to me sometimes, explaining eeeevery little detail as to how to do a mundane thing, i.e. wash dishes... i actually said to her once, "geez, mom, it's a blooming miracle i was able to get along ON MY OWN for the last TEN YEARS."


THAT statement went over like a whore in church. like a diabetic bathing in frosting. like a recovering alcoholic hosting a beer festival at his home.

yeeeeah. so this is what it's like living at home...

but i love my family.


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May. 23rd, 2003 09:13 pm (UTC)
i liked the diabetic frosting bath analogy. straight cleverness, yo. ;)
May. 25th, 2003 11:44 pm (UTC)
lol thank you, i thoughted it up meself :)
May. 23rd, 2003 09:43 pm (UTC)
That made me think of last week when my father-in-law was coaching my husband while driving- not little things like, "Turn here!" but stuff like, "Now, the pedals, see... those make the car go." And Matty just gripped the steering wheel and smiled. Then he came home and said, "I'm 32 for chrissake! I can drive a friggin' car!"

So... we feel your pain. We really do.
May. 25th, 2003 11:45 pm (UTC)
nothing, and i mean NOTHING, irritates me more than people that treat me like i'm dumb. that will anger me faster than anything else.

i'm noticing, though, that i have more patience with m y mother than i do with anyone else.

thank goodness.
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May. 25th, 2003 11:46 pm (UTC)
lol i'm woken up about every other morning with mom yelling "WHO IS IT!?!? WHO IIIISS IIITT?!?:" because she thinks someone knocked on the door...
May. 23rd, 2003 10:23 pm (UTC)
You are so witty Aubs!

This post showed me that no matter how old I get or how much independence a accrue, I will always be treated the same way by my folks..
Your mom sounds a lot like mine.. well my dad too, does the what thing a lot.
And then he'll implant words that it can't possibly be..
"could you close the door please dad?"
"Close the door!"
"Blows the chore? What?"
"The floor?"

And he's serious.. LOL he's probably the reason why my voice goes out so much, I have to shout to him all the time..
May. 24th, 2003 06:49 am (UTC)
Re: hehee
what in the world would i ever do without you in my life?

smile a lot less, for one...
May. 24th, 2003 11:37 am (UTC)
Re: hehee
Mile for not chess?? What?

*hugs* You make me smile so much as well, hon!

May. 24th, 2003 03:00 am (UTC)
It's possible we have the same mother. Fortunately, I don't live with mine.
May. 25th, 2003 11:48 pm (UTC)
i didn't for ten years, and remember why :)
May. 24th, 2003 07:44 am (UTC)
I can so identify with the whole flashlight thing.
May. 25th, 2003 11:48 pm (UTC)
and books. and forks. and if i accidentally knock two dishes together loudly.
May. 24th, 2003 08:36 am (UTC)
Parental Play-By-Play
Thanks for the heads-up/reality check. I'm also moving back to the parents (Tuesday) and have thought about the the running commentary I'm about to incur upon myself for say, doing what I like to do. My parents mainly stay in the downstairs at night, my sister upstairs in her room (and me soon in mine, internetting/PS2'ing/reading my life away) but there is that play-by-play aspect to consider. I'm thinking a quieter keyboard and sound-deadening earphones might be in order, or perhaps lining my room with cork. Take that, Changing Rooms! (And while I'm at it, I'll take the bra-less lass on Ground Force, muhahaha.)

May. 25th, 2003 11:49 pm (UTC)
Re: Parental Play-By-Play
lol!!! if only i HAD a room to line with cork!!!
May. 24th, 2003 10:48 am (UTC)



I'm sorry. I suppose I shouldn't laugh, but I've been there, done that, and now, from afar, I just have to laugh about it.

This is really the first time I've ever been *completely* on my own (I went from living with parental type figures to being married--bad idea), and even though I still have a lot to learn I've become extremely jealous of my independence. Hang in there. It'll only last for a short time, and the day will come when you'll be laughing, too. :)
May. 25th, 2003 11:51 pm (UTC)
lol i used to laugh me arse off at people dealing with living with their family, or coping with horrendous roommates, and enjoyed life away from either of them for *thinks* 6 and a half years (roommates) and ten years (from family)...

what was i thinking? *chuckle*
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May. 25th, 2003 11:52 pm (UTC)
i never did miss it.

still don't.

i dunno what's taken me so long to get a job and obtain my own residence again! *dies*
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Jun. 16th, 2003 12:53 pm (UTC)
yup. in the meantime, i shall go along and explain every single noise that i make.
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