To not want to have to trapse back to the shops because i forgot the cigarrettes for my sick mother

[exasperatedmummy]

This has been my day - get up, DP made me tea and toast (bless him). Played with DD. Put a load of washing on. Checked email - whilst checking email DD did big poo in potty - result, go upstairs clean potty, wipe bottom. Then phone rings, DD whining, its my mother, she has got a cold, wants me to go to town for her - no problem. Can't get mother off phone, DD finishes off her poo - on the floor and my jeans! Have to bath DD, clean floor. Get to my mothers "oh, the poor dog hasn't been out" - take salivating mutt with no brains for a run on the beach where he decided he wants to eat some random strangers feet (mortified). Puts dog back on lead and get pulled around last part of walk. Bastard dog. Get back, mother gives me list of shopping i know is going to be a bugger to get back - i dont drive, have three year old in pushchair. Do shopping, finally drag myself back - "ive been trying to ring you - i need some boiled sweets - cough cough cough, wheeze wheeze - did you get my cigarettes? " Me - no, i forgot. I hate smoking so last thing i would remember - so, "can you get them for me - me, can you not wait until DP comes home" Her, well i will have to get them myself, cough cough cough wheeze - FFS. its four o clock, ive done NOTHING, have just been here looking at job websites, job i wanted to apply for finally sent me application pack - deadline TODAY Steam coming out of ears - now got to redress DD - she wet herself (potty training a big issue), have to walk back to town (2 miles) to get mothers cigarettes that i really don't want to get because she is killing herself smoking..

Rant over.

If it were, oh, but could you pop back and get my dinner that you forgot id be less pissed off.

Personally I wouldn't drive, let alone walk, 2 miles to get cigarettes for someone....

well ordinarily grapefruit, i wouldnt either, especially as this person knows how i absolutely abhor smoking. BUT, if i don't go, she WILL go herself and she is 73 and has the mother of all colds why the hell does she want to smoke on top of this?

I would tell her that if she has a cold the last thing she needs is cigarettes! I wouldn't get them for anyone.

Abeey, this is my mother we are talking about - now i dont mean that in a sentimental, but she is my mum kind of way, i mean, that my mother is a law unto herself and i daren't not get them

I can see that you might go and get them but in answer to your post YANBU.

grrrrrrrr - it got worse, first, i got half way there, realised i had left my purse at home. Trapsed back now having to carry three year old who cant walk anymore Go back, three year old refusing pushchair. Waiting in shop when the most dispicable gang of boys waltz into the shop, the man behind the counter tells them, only two at a time, they start giving a load of abuse in a false jamacan accent (the only Jamacans they would have seen around here are on the Telly), by now, ive had enough so i "help" two of them out of the door telling them they were told only two at a time. Other boy in shop gives more abuse to man behind the counter - so i tell him not to be so rude in my best shocked and outraged voice. He tries to start on me but i think he realises that he might be the straw that broke the back in my shitty day and goes of with his possee mumbling stuff that he can say what he wants. Then i go back into shop and realise that i might have been a tad stupid, the boys being at least a foot taller than my five foot nothing! Shit myself all the way home thinking they might be waiting for me, but saw them and they scuttled off - shit, i must be scary!

By that stage you probably had a 'don't fuck with me or I'll rip out your intestines and crochet them into an attractive scarf which I will then use to throttle you' look.

Something along those lines. I was really though. The boys could have been no more than 14 and the man in the shop said they hve trouble with that particular "gang" all the time. I wouldnt mind if i were on a sprawling innner london estate, but this is a quiet seaside town (boden on sea!) Honestly, what is the world coming too - do these boys parents realise how obnoxious they are?

She has just rung with my list of instructions for today . She sounds a lot better if you ask me. I have to run around from place to fucking place, take her dog out - never mind that ih ave stuff to do for myself today. Never mind that i ended up rowing with DP last night because we didnt end up having dinner until 8.30 after i had finished running around for her. MY house looks like a bombs hit it, DP is bored trapsing around to dentists, shops, etc.

So what do i do, say, OK, i'll be round in a minute. Now don't get me wrong she is my mum and she is very good to us. But it is the way that i seem to be at her beck and call lately. Either to do stuff for her/with her, or have her "help out" interfere with DD

I would tell her that she will have to wait till you have done YOUR jobs first!!!!

Well yes, but i have appointments this afternoon that i can't avoid, so will have to forgo the shithole that is my house again. Bloody irritated

Have you no other family who can help??

No, im an only child and she has basically alientated the rest of her family. My father died three years ago and i seem to be replacing him as her gopher.

She just assumes because i don't "work" i have nothing better to do with my time.