- Some while ago, shortly after returning from or while we were on our road trip, mymomzilla took a drive to the cottage with her brother. While there, as she later explained to me, she wanted to move some patio furniture off of the patio and closer to the cottage. While she debated how to do this my cousin came round the corner and after exchanging niceties offered to help move the furniture for her. She was grateful and thanked him very much. End of story right? No! Several weeks later I was speaking to my cousin who tells me that as he rounded the corner of the front of the cottage he could hear her cussing a blue streak under her breath. He announced his presence with a loud and friendly "Hello there" only to have a tirade of nasty stuff about me and how I don't take care of the place and how could I leave that stuff where it was (oddly enough it was where it is always left), etc, unleashed upon him. No hello, no how are you. Just a verbal tirade about how I could do such a thing and how bad this was of me. He then offered to move the stuff for her and she told him where it should go. Despite my best efforts this really makes my blood boil. How dare she do that to me and to the one cousin I am actually close with. Fortunately he knows who she is and does not pay head to what she says but damn it pisses me off.
- Wanting to take the high road and all we invited her and my uncle over for a holiday event a couple of weeks ago. She was well behaved and all was more or less acceptable. While they were here I was talking to my uncle about the fact that our foundation was in very bad shape and that we were in the process of figuring out what to do about it. When they were leaving I showed them both the cracking that causing the concern. Of course she had to adopt the crack as her own and make a big fuss about it and how awful it was and what were we to do especially because she doesn't have the money to help us. Um, last I checked nobody asked her for money. In any event a couple of days later she is still going on bout this crack and our situation and she tells me that she could always sell the cottage and give me my portion of the money to go towards the house repairs. I told her that she could do what she wanted with the cottage but she should not do this on my account as I did not want that money. When challenged on that I told her that I would rather have the cottage than the money and that she needn't sell it on my account. She of course took that to mean that I said that I don't want her money! What ever! Any excuse to sell will do for her and she goes on to tell me that she may have to sell it anyway. When asked why she replies that it's because it's not being used and just sitting there looking like an eyesore and besides she may need the money as there are things around her condo that she wants to do like redoing her kitchen which she claims not to use so much anymore anyways. Go figure. She tells my brother that she would rather sell it and see strangers in there than hand it over to us because she has decided we can't afford it. This one picks all of our asses as she doesn't have a hot fucking clue what we can and can not afford. Just another excuse for her to do whatever the fuck she wants.
- Last Saturday morning she phones me very early in a complete panic. She is obviously shaken and upset and is telling me that she has an emergency and that she needs my help and will hire me to help her. Hire me! I ignore that one and with genuine concern ask what it wrong. She proceeds to tell me how her VCR stopped working and how I know how much she relies on her VCR. For god sake this is the emergency that she is phoning me first thing in the morning about!? I try to calm her done and discuss what is going on with her cherished VCR. Turns out she messed it up by using a head cleaner. I told all I would do is take it in and get it properly cleaned by a professional. She agrees and ends the call barking a terse "thank you send me a bill" at me. I tell her I'm not billing her and she replies with "Suit your self" or something like that and hangs up. A few minutes later she phones back simpering and whining about all these cords and which ones does she take off and why is her TV no longer working etc. Despite my not at all wanting to I offered to come and do it for her which was not even acknowledged. Instead she just went on and on about how she was going to do this etc. I explain to her which cord/cable is which and what to do to get the TV back etc. She yells at me that she has to move the TV and hangs up on me. This is the last I've spoken with her.
It is very difficult not to let this shit effect me. The VCR episode made me laugh to a certain degree but at the same time does not sit at all well with me. I have never nor will I ever bill her for doing something for her. In fact the reason I don't do more for her is because A) it will never be enough for her and B) she makes it almost impossible to even want to do stuff for her with crap like this. She truly is turning into my grandfather. He paid one of her brothers to help him with is shit as he got older and less capable. I'll be damned if I'm going to go down that road. The uncle who was being paid by my grandfather was the one with the biggest smile on his face when we put the old coot in the ground. She doesn't realize how she is creating the same situation with us. And if she does she is proud of it. Dumb bitch!
TAGS: mother | abuse | momzilla | mental abuse | borderline | narcissistic
