I am officially in hell.

[ghost2]

I think this is the first time I've used my "Doctor strangling Peri" icon on two posts in a row, but HELL, it is warranted.

My mother unexpectedly showed up today. She lives several states away, did not give any sort of warning that she was coming, and has already proceeded to drive me nearly insane.

It's the little things. The little things she does nearly every minute she's near me. That makes approximately 400 things today alone. Like I said, they're small things, but they are incredibly irritating. Just a few of them: She criticized the "clunky white shoes" I was wearing (they're nearly new Reeboks in excellent condition, for Chrissake); during lunch, while darting embarrassed little looks around the room at the other customers to see if they were staring at me, hissed, "Why are you eating your chicken THAT way?" (we were in a fast-food restaurant, I wasn't exactly licking my fingers after every bite, and NO ONE was watching me because NO ONE cared except her); called me her "little pork chop" (admittedly, not as bad as some of the other nicknames she has for me, but still); and ruined my plans for tonight. I was so tired after spending basically all day with her and my stepfather that I didn't have any energy at the end of it and I cancelled my outing.

I had to vent. If she doesn't go home tomorrow, things will not be pretty.

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[ghost2.livejournal.com]

I feel bad for being annoyed at her, because after all she IS my mother and she means well. But she can push my buttons like no one else can! We did have a better time on the second day of her visit and she's gone home now, so I survived. :)