The problem of always looking for solutions! Love it.
My problem, apparently, is that I look for the good. Apparently I should assume people are awful rather than thinking they’ve made a mistake, and should be angry rather than disappointed or worried.
One of the problems with being raised as we were, rather totalitarian, is that we see the problem in black and white as well.
You could go out for lunch with your friend and then eat again at 4pm with your mum. Choose something lighter while you are out, and don’t eat much with your mum.
Just because she can’t compromise doesn’t mean things have to be done her way.
Mine doesn’t actually like me going out at all when I’m staying with her. It’s made it hard to stay in touch with old friends and other family members. She needs me present at all times, talks at me while I’m in the loo, likes me to watch her try on clothes… it’s painful. I’m delighted when she has something on and goes to it, releasing me to an hour’s silence or a catch up with someone else.
I’m not criticising, by the way, just pointing out an option that might work. We have blind spots about our own terrorist parent. They take us hostage and we have to find ways to survive round the edges, it feels like.
Ca you try sharing the ‘really good news’ about your increased hours? Talk at some length about the relief of an increase in income, how it helps you feel less anxious about the future, that it will be hard work but worth it, and you’ll be a bit busier and will still be able to ring every week, maybe on a Friday would work best and you’re so relieved and so pleased to have the opportunity…
Slip the news in the middle of a really positive sentence. She may feel socially obliged to go along with the idea it’s a good thing!