Good Monday morning. Thank you for joining me for #WeekendCoffeeShare on a Monday. Can you believe it? Another weekend has come and gone. My original plan was to catch up on my sleep but I did none of that, frustratingly enough. So what are you waiting for? Let’s have some drinks.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I have an assortment of drink for you this morning as I’m at work already. I have been at work since 5:55 am. I would tell you I wasn’t planning on going to work this morning but my mom guilted me into doing it. So here I am, up at 4:55 am and at work at 5:55. Ugh!
If we were having coffee, I would tell you last week was a long and chaotic week which was the reason why I wasn’t online over the weekend. For once, I think I would rather be at work than be home. Every afternoon, when I get home, there is always something happening and it’s always my mom’s stuff. She just couldn’t allow me a single moment of resting on the sofa. I was like, “Come on, I’ve been working all day, mom. Can you let me close my eyes and lie on the couch for just a few minutes?”
Nope, apparently not. Apparently, I have to spend the afternoons deciphering her mail while she blasts the speakers of her tablet and fill the house with politics. I mean, literally politics. She started listening to this show on YouTube where they talk politics. I never paid enough attention to understand what the show talked about. All I know is it’s loud, obnoxious, in Chinese, and it’s for Trump fans. Can you tell my mom is a fan? It’s super annoying especially when I’m trying to sleep or trying to watch TV. It’s one of the reasons I no longer watch TV. I can never hear the TV over the sound of politics. Ugh, I hate politics.
And the thing is, it never stops.
You want to know what the worst part of the week?
Saturday night, 8:30 pm, I was tired and ready for bed. All I wanted was to write this post. My mom came home from her weekend training whining because she had some bad food. I was upstairs brushing my teeth. “Come down and get me some medication!” She ordered. I ignored her as foam was oozing out of my mouth. She can wait. After all, I’m not her personal servant. “Quickly!” She said a few seconds later as I spat out a mouthful of toothpaste into the sink.
She stormed upstairs and demanded what I was doing. Before I could turn to her, she sped into her bathroom. Five minutes later, I sat before my laptop, ready to write when she called me again. What now?
She wanted me to complete a course for her.
Why? It’s her class, shouldn’t she complete her own course?
Eyes barely staying open, brain half-awake, I dragged myself upstairs. The moment I arrived in her room, she said, “Why is it so freakin’ hot in here? Why did you turn on the AC?”
Simple, it’s 85-degree and it’s not really that hot.
She then went on this huge rant about how I’m abusive and about the possibility of how I’m going to kill her one day. What a drama queen?! I tried to tune her out but it’s quite difficult when she’s yelling in your ears. “How am I supposed to sleep in this hot room tonight? Huh? Don’t you know I’m supposed to wake up early tomorrow?”
Oh yeah? I sat there thinking. What about all those times when I had to wake up early and my room was like 90-some-degrees? Did you think to turn on the AC? Nope, because everything is about you. It always is.
Anyway, for some reason, we ended up to had to begin the course all over again. Ugh! This time, she made me do the whole thing! Ridiculous, right? Still, I did it in half the time it took her and I didn’t even listen to the training video, just answered the questions. For once though, reading came in handy as I answered the questions using the knowledge I read in a memoir.
Two hours later,
we I finally completed the course. All that time, my mom had been listening to her stupid political talk show again. Can you believe it? I just wanted to punch something right then and there.
On the flip side, I did manage to capture some new images of my flowers this past weekend.
If we were having coffee, I would thank you for joining me this week and hopefully, I will be back this weekend.