Last Chance Vacation Vibes
In the words of Denzel โWhat a dayโฆ what a G-D mother fuckinโ day.โ It was the last day of the vacation yesterday and we didnโt do much. We looked through the Christmas store but left with nothing. We went to the cafรฉ that I wanted to try but Mum didnโt like their menu or the vibe and a party with a baby sat next to us before we ordered so we just left and went to the Chinese restaurant again. Got nice and full on some crab Rangoon and wonton soup that I could have lived without. We went back to the room and gathered the motivation to walk to the beach since we could. It was so fucking cold, like uncomfortably cold. We bought some caramel popcorn, divinity, and fudge, two of which were so awful, I made it a task the next day to return them and get my money back. Of course they were closed the next day. Anyway, Mum made kind of a big deal about me snoring and insisted that I hang out in the room with the fireplace and give her some sleeping space. It was so uncomfortable but whatever made her happy. I woke up around 1am and got in the big bed, but woke up almost every hour because I was so paranoid about disturbing her with my snoresโฆ it was a bad nightโs sleep. I woke up first and quietly gathered my belongings from every room, tucking them neatly away in my bags. I brought too much stuff as usual. I hate it. Anyway, at 10:30am, I decide to wake up Mum. Apparently sheโs had a miserable night too. She has sinusitis. She was able to gather her things but like at the beginning of this trip, Iโm responsible for bringing everything down. Sheโs too sick. We make a quick stop at a grocery store so she can get a yogurt but she canโt get inside so I go, thankfully choosing the right kind. I got a pastry too but didnโt eat it on the way home. She slept the whole way, I listened to a short history podcast about Shakespeare, it was really interesting. It was probably the most relaxing part of the journey minus the driving bit. I drove us the entire way, everywhere we went, I drove. What a vacation.
We got home with an hour to spare before I had to pick up Vivian. Mum couldnโt bring up anything either so I had to. I was craving an energy drink so I decided to head to the store. I made sure Mum had her phone with her and her ringer on so I could call and let her know what was for lunch at the deli. I get to the store, call her no answer. I do a little shopping for some essentials for myself because Iโm starving (no breakfast), then call againโฆ no answer. Fuck that. Iโm literally half a mile from home when she calls โwhat happened?โ Are you fucking kidding me? I called twice, with time in between. When I get home, she says I should I just gotten something. Right, and waste your money? I donโt think so. Then she asks for the tissues and I about lost it. They were in the car, where she was like twenty minutes ago. I bring up the tissues and excuse myself to my room. I needed some space. I know sheโs not feeling well, but dammit. Sheโs really pathetic for lack of a better word. And I keep asking if I can get food elsewhere or even a fucking antihistamine so she could feel better, and she refuses. Iโm sure Iโll hear later about how I didnโt care about her or her sickness when in fact I did but she made it impossible to help.
Ugh. Now Iโm at the indoor trampoline park and usually itโs a ghost town but today, there were two school buses outside. Two. There are entirely too many children in this bitch and Iโm extremely overstimulated from this morning to Mum to trying to find a fucking pool to take my daughter to. After about four denials (either not open, too expensive, or not open for open swim), I gave up looking for a pool to swim in and decided to bring her here. Fuck, I just want to go him and unload my bags and unwind. I guess I canโt do that until after tomorrowโs breakfast and errand with Mark. Weโre having breakfast which is nice and then weโre going to see about fixing Vivโs glasses; she broke them this weekend, on accident.
When will my money be my own money again? When will Mum be satisfied enough? Iโve kept track of everything, how much sheโs loaned me and how much Iโve paid her, as well as dates. With my own money this pay check, Iโd like to get the tennis and swim club membership going that she and I talked about a few months ago. Sheโll just keep thinking and thinking about it whereas I want to pull the trigger and do it, get it started. I want to use the gym and the pool, I want a place to take Viv when she says she wants to go swimming. Iโve got that credit card coming too. Iโm excited to be responsible with it. No crazy Amazon purchases. Iโm setting up a couple of subscriptions to it and paying that off every month. But first, I need to pay that little security deposit.
Today was Day 19.
