My mom is OCD. Her house looks like a museum. I won't get into all of her quirks but they are very difficult to live with. I went to the store this evening and when I came back, my dad met me in the driveway. I knew she bitched. I just knew it. I looked at dad and said "what did she bitch about?" Dad just laughed. I always ask how he lives with her and he just says he tunes her out and when she really gets to him, he goes in the garage to get away from her. Anyway, I left a bag of puppy food on the counter and she bitched about THAT. I didn't even get a chance to ask where I should put it.
I don't know how I'm going to get through this. Dad whispers to me outside and I told him that I didn't know if I can do this ... I know she's going to be all over my daughter and me. He just said "don't worry about it, I'll take care of her." Well, even tonight at dinner my daughter didn't eat much and my mother said something. Dad told her "her mother's here, let her handle it." I just feel real bad that dad has to be the go-between. He's been through so much and I don't want to add stress to him. (Just a side note: Dad was burned over 65% of his body 10 years ago. He wasn't expected to live but he's a miracle man. I don't want the stress to kill him.)
I just don't know what to do at this point. I've been trying to maintain sobriety, but after today, I'm drinking again. Life can really suck sometimes ....
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The first thing I did when we were discussing my moving in, was I asked for what the rules of the house were. What did she expect of my daughter and myself? She just said to keep our rooms clean and neat. That was it. I asked if there was anything else and she said no. I've been setting the table, doing the dishes, and everything that I can to be helpful. I have kept after my daughter in making sure her dishes make it into the dishwasher and that she doesn't make a mess. I'm still walking around on eggshells though.
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