My 91 year old mother lives with me. It's just the 2 of us as I am divorced but I do have a boyfriend and he comes over on the weekends.
Lord knows I do what I can to make my mother happy and comfortable. I just bought a new home and she has her own bedroom, bathroom and den.
She still drives and has a car that is parked in a nice garage. What more could anyone ask for? I work all day, come home and am home most evenings. She and I go out for supper every Tuesday night and every few weeks I take her to visit the cemetery where Dad is buried.
Sounds like a pretty good deal for her, right?
You would think so but it's not. She's never happy. She complains about how far we live from everything now (6 miles) and how she doesn't have any room for all her things.(Mostly junk)
This past weekend was the worst I've ever had. Starting Thursday night she was in a pissy mood and it only got worse. I try talking to her and I get these one word answers with a miserable tone to her voice.
I have no idea why she's in this mood. I keep thinking back if there was something I said or did but I'm coming up empty.
I'm trying to ignore this miserable mood she's in and hope it blows over soon. I refuse to ask her what's wrong because I will only get my head bitten off. I have to take refuge in my bedroom and be a prisoner in my own home.
Man, this sucks. I wish she was dead.
BTW, I have 3 brothers who we never see or hear from.