This little guy was chatting at me while I was outside today.
I don’t know if he was asking for peanuts or giving me advice or taking over the nagging from my Mother. Mom is on vacation and I’m enjoying some quiet time while she’s gone. It’s good living with Mom but after living on my own for so long having anybody around is tiring. I often need to remind myself to not be such a biatch to my mother. I get snippy, my patience wears thin and of course since it’s my Mom I take everything she says ten times more personally than I probably should.
We’ve adjusted though and are getting along quite well, we’ve worked out some of the bigger issues that came up when I first move in. Like toast crumbs on the counter, hers not mine. I hate crumbs on a counter and I don’t think she even realized that she was leaving them behind every morning. What is nice though is to be able to have a glass of red wine without the judgey look. Mom swears it’s not a judgey look but it looks judgemental to me. Especially two glasses in . . . .
Now I’m enjoying the time alone and loving my glass of red wine in the evening.