Just got a lovely reminder...
Apr. 25th, 2012 03:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kellan_the_tabby…of why I never mention what I do during the day to my mother. Because no matter how much I’ve actually gotten _done_, she focuses on anything I mention that isn’t work. Was I reading when she got home? Am I daring to play a bit of a computer day tonight? ‘So you had a leisurely day, did you?’.
She’s ‘kidding’. Only she’s not. You know the thing. ‘I am giving you shit because this behaviour is inappropriate, but if you call me on what I said, I was only joking!’
I’m tired of her trying to enforce her ‘way things should be’ on me. I get four times what she does done in any given day...and I get a nice long lunch and the evening off while I’m at it. But because I don’t put in a 9-5 day every weekday like people with ‘real jobs’, because I don’t get up at seven in the morning like people with ‘real jobs’, none of it counts.
My mother will never approve of me, and...I’m slowly coming to peace with that. But I wish she didn’t shove it in my face quite so often.
She’s ‘kidding’. Only she’s not. You know the thing. ‘I am giving you shit because this behaviour is inappropriate, but if you call me on what I said, I was only joking!’
I’m tired of her trying to enforce her ‘way things should be’ on me. I get four times what she does done in any given day...and I get a nice long lunch and the evening off while I’m at it. But because I don’t put in a 9-5 day every weekday like people with ‘real jobs’, because I don’t get up at seven in the morning like people with ‘real jobs’, none of it counts.
My mother will never approve of me, and...I’m slowly coming to peace with that. But I wish she didn’t shove it in my face quite so often.
