The Break-up, The Flu And The DMV With My Mother… A Rant

It’s been a doozy of a week. Life with King Ben is never dull, but I guess the rest of the family thought I had too much free time or something. Yeah, right…

Younger daughter and her live-in partner had been arguing for a while. I have no idea what the problem is and I don’t want to know. They’re both adults. Well, they’re both twenty-four years old anyway. I guess they decided they were done as a couple and the partner started staying somewhere else. All their stuff was still here, but they weren’t. This week they’ve been texting me that they were gonna come by and get their stuff and then not showing up. Younger daughter says they just want to talk to her about their relationship. I’m putting my fingers in my ears, saying La La La La, I don’t care. Are they picking up their stuff or what? So younger daughter storms around the house, says she’s leaving so (ex)partner can come get their stuff. Swell.

Meanwhile, older daughter is sick with a new flu kootie. She’s been snuffly and hacking her lungs out for a week or more. She’s a CNA, so the facility she works at makes her get a flu shot every year. I guess this strain wasn’t included. Anyway, she’s grumpy because she’s sick. She’s grumpier because she doesn’t get along with her sister. She’s even grumpier because of all the drama of the break-up. I swear, I can practically see the waves of grump rolling off her. I can definitely feel them. Being an Empath is super sucky sometimes.

Also going on all week long is the saga of The DMV. DMV is Department of Motor Vehicles and it’s where you go for your driver’s license or car registration. My mother needed to renew her license before her birthday, which is this coming Monday. She was stressing out because she had to take the written test to get her renewal. It’s been over twenty years since she’s had to take the test. She’s a fairly good driver. She was so anxious about failing the test, she kept putting off going. I offered to go with her and she jumped on that, but still kept putting it off. Finally, we go on Friday. She picked me up right after Ben’s bus pulled away. We get there before they open, and there’s already a line. The DMV is where you stand in lines forever. When they open, they tell everyone that the computers are down statewide. We can wait or come back. There’s no idea when they’ll be up. We waited. We had to wait, she was out of time. An hour later, we’re at a window and they can’t find my mother’s application in the system. She said she’d filled it out on line but it’s not there. She’s turning seventy. She’s older, but not old. I think she put it all off. Anyway, off to another line to use a computer to fill out the application. The computer is touch-screen and she’s having trouble using it. I guess it was her nerves because she can use a computer. We go back to the window, she pays for the renewal, then we’re off to another line for photo and thumbprint, then testing. It took her a half hour to answer twenty multiple choice questions. She did pass, thank goodness!

Now it’s the weekend. No glorious little yellow school bus to take King Ben away and give me quiet time…and he got me up at 2:00am, younger daughter is arguing with her phone…and her sister, older daughter still has the flu, my mother had so much fun being with me (at the DMV? huh?!) that she wants to hang out again… It’s been a week.

Okay, rant over.

17 thoughts on “The Break-up, The Flu And The DMV With My Mother… A Rant

  1. Hello, King Bens’ Grandma… I am terribly sorry for your week being an utter Hell. And, I owe you an apology for laughing my bloody head off from reading this.
    OMG! Sweetie, if I had the money to give out, I’d give it to you in order to take a much needed vacation from your family. LOL!
    This actually was the last post I was going to read before going to Netflix Land.
    You rant whenever you need to …. let it all hang loose! I love ya!! Try to get some decent sleep tonight, okay. You most certainly deserve it.
    ๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿคฃ ๐Ÿ˜ƒ ๐Ÿ˜„ ๐Ÿ˜… Thank goodness the little yellow bus shows up soon. ๐ŸšŒ Zoom, zoom!

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    1. I’m glad you got a giggle. I have to laugh too. It gets ridiculous at some point. I’ve been saying for years that I ought to have my own reality show. You just can’t make this stuff up๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’Œ

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    1. Tomorrow morning can’t come soon enough๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿ˜‰ I gotta try to rest this week because his school is on break next week๐Ÿ˜ฎ
      I must’ve started putting off my own grumpy waves because the daughters have been tip toeing this weekend ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’Œ

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  2. I love how you get โ€œmom dutyโ€ now as well. Goodness knows you didnโ€™t need more people to look after.
    And I get to baby sit my 88 yr old mother in law every monday now. The family has decided she needs more help w showering, etc. and I have to pitch in. The interesting paet of all this ia that i have my own parents who need me and I havenโ€™t committed that much time to them yet. My mom has multiple myeloma and dad has parkinsons and they live separately, dad an hour away. Trying to stay positive about the situation and make the best out if it. Last week i drove my mother in law to Alameda to visit her aunt. They loved their lunch together and want to meet again soon. Hurray for me.
    Recent bunion surgery will keep me home for a bit.
    We all just do the best we can and i love how you stay out of your daughters drama. Itโ€™s not easy especially when you live with them.
    Take care and thanks for your post.

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    1. My mom duty is more emotional support than physical. Her ex husband is her roommate. OY! That’s my mother. She lives one mile away and I see her about every 9-12 months. I can’t take more than that.
      I have to stay out of the daughters’ drama. Ben takes all of my energy. Sometimes I feel like I’m being cold hearted, but I just don’t care about the minutiae of their lives. It’s not like they’d take my advice even if I gave it. I love them and want them to be happy. I can’t fix things for them and I don’t want to. They have to do that themselves.
      Sorry you had a surgery. Hope your healing goes well! It’s nice that it wasn’t a major one, but keeps you from being the errand girl. I’m having my intrathecal pain pump replaced on the 28th, and that’s an outpatient surgery. Older took the week off since Ben is on spring break that week.
      Good luck to both of us Teri๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’Œ


    1. It’s outpatient, no biggie. I’m an old pro at surgeries. I’ve had 6 or 7 surgeries and another 10 or so “procedures”. I trust the doc and his team. The hardest part is getting everything taken care of, household wise, before the day, so I can rest (try) after.


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    1. Oh my dear, sweet, wonderful friend๐Ÿ˜…thank you, THANK YOU for thinking of me and gifting me another award โฃ ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ’ž (I’ve still got the draft for the Sunshine Blogger half done, waiting for me to finish and post).
      I’ve been away from my wonderful WP family for a couple weeks now and this week, I may not be able to to do more than check occasional comments.
      Ben is home on spring break this week, I’m having an outpatient surgery on Thursday (3/28) to replace my intrathecal pain pump, and I’m trying to get all the stupid little things done so I can rest after the procedure.
      I miss you and all my WP family and I’ll be back asap. I hope I haven’t missed anything *really* important.
      My thoughts are with you daily, hoping you are happy and well.

      Big hugs my fellow wiseass friendโฃโฃ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ

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