There once was a mom named Toby who had two personalities. One was nice-ish, understanding, accepting and caring, just like you'd think a mother should be. The other was evil, crazy, unpredictable, at times reprehensible, selfish rude and just plain nasty. Not like you'd think a mother should be. Lately only the latter could be found, seen and heard.
Fortunately for me today I got the other Toby. She gushed praise on me about how well we take care of the cottage blah, blah, blah! I know that at any given time and probably sooner rather than later, the other evil Toby will return and I will have to contend with that but for today I am relieved that I did not have to call her and get puked on like I have recently. She was fine with the renters going in, albeit cautious. She was fine with everything although a couple of times she almost fell into the guilt-triping vile slamming mode. I will take my relief where I can get it.
More importantly I can go on holiday knowing that, for now anyway, she has laid off a bit. At least until the next wind, or comment, or look or whatever pisses her off.
Monday, July 11, 2005
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