We Had Such A Good Week, What Happened?
I could have just kicked myself!!!
Last night during DH and my private-quiet-time after Mom toddles off to bed, I said, "Wow! We've had such a good week. No outbursts, no crankiness, all was right with the World."
WELL!
Mom kept asking what the date was all week long.
Neither DH nor I thought much of it, until
TODAY!
As soon as Mom got up we both knew it was NOT going to be a good day.
She had such a scowl on her sour-puss of a face that made it crystal clear her mood for the day.
Mom didn't speak all morning, she just sat on the sofa and sulked.
Then it dawned on me ... today was my Father's Birthday
AND
their wedding anniversary!
DANG IT ALL!
My Father has been gone a good 30 years and yet Mom still wants
EVERYONE to acknowledge the day... I stopped that long after his death.
Yeah, yeah I know, that was her husband, but it wasn't all hunky dory with him. He was a schmuck, sorry, I can't help it, but he was ... plain and simple truth of the matter.
SO ...
DH and I bagged it for most of the day, without Mom!
We went to run errands together; while we were driving back to the house, I got a text from Missus Next-Door-Neighbor, Gal Pal Wine Gathering on her patio at 3pm-be there or be square
DH said it was best that I went and that he would go nap in our bedroom for the rest of the day with the door closed-oh and took his IPad with him for entertainment.
Mom was left by herself to stew on it.
DH said that we would quietly "ice her out" when she acted this way until she got it. No interactions with her, she doesn't go anywhere and we'd leave for the day.
I had given her a big breakfast and when I got back from the Wine Gathering, I made her dinner and DH & I retired back into our bedroom.
... and the adventure continues.