FRUSTRATION

I was kind of having a nice weekend.. Considered that i get to take Janice and mom out for a late night movie on Saturday... But last night, was a horrible one... I really am very frustrated and tired of my mother's attitude and behaviour already... I had enough...

When Janice, hubby and i got home last night, the house was very quiet and cold... But we're getting used to it now... We got home, did what we should, and in the end, i was on the couch stitching, Janice on her lappy and hubby (as always) reading newspaper... Then, Janice went to the ktichen to wash her hands or something... She was shouting from the kitchen asking why is the kitchen basin's handle is gone.. Mom says that she was trying to fix it but then the whoel thing fell off... She was looking for a substitude in the house but she has forgotten where she has placed it.. So we have to tolerate it for a while... And other than that, she was complaining how she had given up on the old man and this and that in front of Janice... Janice got tired of her same old issues and complains everyday, and walked away... Less than 20 mins after we got home, that old man went out... To where, nobody knows... Recently he would just leave the house without saying a word... Upgraded version of him... Previously he would inform everyone that he is going out... Maybe he knows that we do not care about him anymore...

But later that night, my mother informed us (again!!!) not to switch on the balcony lights before we go to bed... I yelled at her... Saying that both Janice and i know what to do... She does not have to remind us again and again..... You have to forgive us for being rude to my mother.. It is because other than shouting at her to make her stop this nuisance, there is nothing else we could ever do.... She keeps reminding us EVERY SINGLE FUCKING NIGHT the same thing over and over again... And on top of that, she also adds a few complains about that man.... If she had not accept him back the other day, then nothing like this will ever happen...... She will not be this frustrated and unhappy... She would have got her freedom back....

I really do not understand why sometimes she could be this shallow and sometimes she could be so smart.... I guess this is what happens when you are torn between your children's happiness or your own's...