#jackhole

What exactly was his plan for this week? I mean why did he wait till the night before he was leaving to go back to Ottawa before trying to figure something out if he’s concerned?

We already told him we couldn’t & usually can’t because of reasons like this that we have going on all week.

He’s ghosting now us cuz he didn’t get the answer he wanted for his mismanagement of the situation.

That’s what happens when ppl assume that just because someone is disabled, they just sit on their butt all day. I’m always going to doctors appts, medical procedures, treatments, therapy, errands etc. When I’m home, I’m exhausted, sick or barely able to care for myself.

How can I care for her like this? Not having her live with me was the hardest decision I’ve ever made & flipping it to make me seem like I don’t care is childish.

Where has he been for 25yrs? Popping up once in a blue moon doesn’t count as being here while we dealt with everything. The bad years between them, getting really sick, Mom’s health scares, Camiel’s illness the past 3 yrs, her memory issues that he ignored when I tried to tell him about it when it started, when she was crying cuz he didn’t speak to her for 6mths at a time cuz she wouldn’t send him money when he asked for it…

He only showed up now. And good. He’s needed. I can acknowledge that. And I’m grateful he can. But act like a martyr just cuz I can’t do it now is dismissive & arrogant. It’s his turn & he’s just pissy about it. He needs to grow up. Jesus.

I’m venting. I don’t care lol

Anyways, I’m glad I had our visit with Mom today & I hope he’ll be responsible with his choice in the morning. I hate it when he twists me into knots. You know those ppl that stir stuff up then leave you upset while they have a clear conscience? Yeah. That. Smh.

I’ll be hearing from her in the morning like I do every morning & I’ll feel better about it as always.

G’Mornin- Monday edition

At the coffee machine this morning –

  Coworker:  How was the ride in?

Me: Fine.  Except for the guy who wanted to race me up the freeway onramp at 50mph.

Coworker: Really?  Weird.  What’d you do?

Me: Shifted into 3rd gear.

  I love when my $5,000 motorcycle gets to smoke $40,000 cars.  And then I split traffic and I’m gone…….