What is it about going home that causes so much trauma? We all love our families, right? So why can’t we all just get along? In my case, it’s just me and my Mom, hanging out for a weekend. It feels like an eternity.
My list of offenses include: mumbling, slouching, running too much, wearing my hair too long, looking frumpy, looking too done up, eating too little, eating too much, being too frugal, spending too much money on yarn, driving too fast, driving too slow, being lazy, working too hard, and “NOT TAKING GOOD CARE OF YOUR MOTHER WHO SACRIFICED EVERYTHING FOR YOU!”
Tomorrow we will say our goodbyes, forgetting the bickering, remembering the love. And I will vow not to be that way with my sons when they are grown. Yeah, right. Who am I fooling?