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hellisonMy sister is trying to sell her house, but viewings with a toddler AND a new baby get a little hectic. Also keeping the place any way tidy with a little wrecking machine running about isn't easy. Mum is staying to give her a hand, but because of v. bad arthritis, she can't look after Shea by herself, which led to the following phone call...
Mum - It's me (she always says this, usually after I say 'hi mum'. I'm not sure how many mothers she thinks I think I have). Are you going to the stables tonight?
Me - yes, why?
Mum - Karen has viewings, so I thought you could call over and pick me and Shea up and bring us with you to get out of the house
Me - *looking upwards* um, it's pouring with rain and it's pretty cold out there
Mum - oh we can sit in the car or something
Me - *?* ok... but you know I'm usually there til 8.30/9, (particularly if I'm not going to get there til near 7) isn't that a bit late?
Mum - What? Doesn't it just take half an hour?
Me - *totally unsure where that came from as she KNOWS I spend at least 2 hours up there every night* No. I have to muck out, make feeds and ride. I don't think bringing shea over there is a great idea. I won't be able to do that *and* looking after him.
Mum - I can watch him! Sure you can leave us back at some point anyway.
Me (inwardly) yeah sure, I can get the horse all tacked up, *start* riding, hop off, run you back to karen's, go back to the stables and just get back on again. It's not like we have to be out of there by 9 at the latest or anything. (outwardly) um. maybe?
Mum - great! SO pick us up at 6.30 then!
*hangs up*
So I'm sitting here wondering how the hell i'm going to get everything done when it'll be nearly 7 before I get there and I'll have to leave at some point to take them home again cos I really can't expect shea to sit in the car seat on a cold night for 2 hours and I can't let him out because I really can't watch a small child around many death traps AND muckout, never mind actually RIDE at the same time. Mum can't watch him up there because she can't keep up with him when he runs or lift him if he falls. Or even hold on to him if he wants to get away.
Sometimes I wonder what the hell she thinks it is I *DO* every night up there, just sit around and look at the horsies?
Aha, 2nd phone call. Now I have to pick them up by 6. Which means in order to get home, get changed and get across there (at rush hour) I'll have to leave work fairly soon. Despite the fact that I'm supposed to be here til 5.30 today.
Sometimes I also wonder what the hell she thinks it is I do ALL DAY as well. Obviously nothing particularly important.
Like, you know, livejournalling ;p (hey it's my rant, I can be illogically huffy if I want)
Also, my younger brother lives not far from there and spends most of his evenings doing very little because his GF works til late. But God FORBID he should be asked to help out where BABIES are concerned.
And why would *I* want to be wasting my time at work and looking after my horse when I could be looking after BABIES??
The most annoying part is that if she'd bothered to ask yesterday, or even this morning I could have swapped nights with Dessie and we could all just have stayed at my house, but the concept that I might have plans or things I actually have to do that can't be dropped at a moment's notice for BABIES never seems to get through to her. I don't suppose it ever will either.
Mum - It's me (she always says this, usually after I say 'hi mum'. I'm not sure how many mothers she thinks I think I have). Are you going to the stables tonight?
Me - yes, why?
Mum - Karen has viewings, so I thought you could call over and pick me and Shea up and bring us with you to get out of the house
Me - *looking upwards* um, it's pouring with rain and it's pretty cold out there
Mum - oh we can sit in the car or something
Me - *?* ok... but you know I'm usually there til 8.30/9, (particularly if I'm not going to get there til near 7) isn't that a bit late?
Mum - What? Doesn't it just take half an hour?
Me - *totally unsure where that came from as she KNOWS I spend at least 2 hours up there every night* No. I have to muck out, make feeds and ride. I don't think bringing shea over there is a great idea. I won't be able to do that *and* looking after him.
Mum - I can watch him! Sure you can leave us back at some point anyway.
Me (inwardly) yeah sure, I can get the horse all tacked up, *start* riding, hop off, run you back to karen's, go back to the stables and just get back on again. It's not like we have to be out of there by 9 at the latest or anything. (outwardly) um. maybe?
Mum - great! SO pick us up at 6.30 then!
*hangs up*
So I'm sitting here wondering how the hell i'm going to get everything done when it'll be nearly 7 before I get there and I'll have to leave at some point to take them home again cos I really can't expect shea to sit in the car seat on a cold night for 2 hours and I can't let him out because I really can't watch a small child around many death traps AND muckout, never mind actually RIDE at the same time. Mum can't watch him up there because she can't keep up with him when he runs or lift him if he falls. Or even hold on to him if he wants to get away.
Sometimes I wonder what the hell she thinks it is I *DO* every night up there, just sit around and look at the horsies?
Aha, 2nd phone call. Now I have to pick them up by 6. Which means in order to get home, get changed and get across there (at rush hour) I'll have to leave work fairly soon. Despite the fact that I'm supposed to be here til 5.30 today.
Sometimes I also wonder what the hell she thinks it is I do ALL DAY as well. Obviously nothing particularly important.
Like, you know, livejournalling ;p (hey it's my rant, I can be illogically huffy if I want)
Also, my younger brother lives not far from there and spends most of his evenings doing very little because his GF works til late. But God FORBID he should be asked to help out where BABIES are concerned.
And why would *I* want to be wasting my time at work and looking after my horse when I could be looking after BABIES??
The most annoying part is that if she'd bothered to ask yesterday, or even this morning I could have swapped nights with Dessie and we could all just have stayed at my house, but the concept that I might have plans or things I actually have to do that can't be dropped at a moment's notice for BABIES never seems to get through to her. I don't suppose it ever will either.
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Date: 2005-10-11 09:15 am (UTC)Sounds like your mother is on good IrishMother form! (just over two weeks until BRA SHOPPING)
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Date: 2005-10-11 09:28 am (UTC)YAY BRA SHOPPING!
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Date: 2005-10-11 09:36 am (UTC)We need to plot cocktails also - each buy a bottle of stuff, and plot which ones to make, or get book and go mass shopping on the day?
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Date: 2005-10-11 01:25 pm (UTC)I didn't have marmalade, if that helps? And did lots of vigourous riding to work it off ;)
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Date: 2005-10-11 11:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-11 01:26 pm (UTC)LJ is a wonderful place for venting it all ;)
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Date: 2005-10-11 02:02 pm (UTC)If we don't have somewhere to rant we're more likely to sulk at an inopportune moment.
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Date: 2005-10-11 02:22 pm (UTC)Lj does save a lot of cupboard kicking and crankiness at innocent bystanders tho ;)
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Date: 2005-10-12 01:10 am (UTC)*sigh*