610th entry ~ My mother makes life impossible all of a sudden.
4:03 pm
Well I return for a new entry. I haven’t had much to talk about lately, in fact I don’t think I’ve posted anything since my vacation to Michigan. I loved that vacation. Way too short. Amazing there. Loved it. Want to go back so bad. :)
The reason I’m back obviously is because I need to vent about someone, that someone being my mother. Things have been a little tense lately between all the family members, except out of all people, my parents. Seems they may talk a bit more, and may understand each other more now that they hate each other. Simply amazing.
I seem to keep distracting myself. I’m not good at sitting down on the computer in particular and doing just one thing. It’s impossible for me.
It has been talked about that maybe I should be getting my own car insurance. As of right now, I am still under my father’s policy but I pay him every month for the cost of it. So it’s not like he pays for it. But for whatever reason he seems to think it’s time I get my own, which I’m not completely against but don’t understand why this is completely necessary. Seeing as I pay for it and all. The only thing I can think of is he is signed up for automatic payments so they take it out whenever they please. Literally. I would never sign up for that solely because of all the shit they have put him through. So I called his insurance agent (who also happens to be my mother’s) last Friday to talk about the price it would mean for me. He said he’d call me back on Monday. Monday came and went and never heard. I kept forgetting until Thursday I finally called but he was in at the time so I said I’d call back again shortly. I never did. The way I look at it is like this; if you want my business, you should be calling me back. Why should I have to hound you for numbers????
Well then I got thinking about this later on. The title of my car is under my mother’s name, as are most kids my age. Well, I may be the exception, but who’s counting. Anyway, I had this amazing thought that seeing as the title is under my mom’s name; wouldn’t it make sense to get the car insurance under her policy as well? I sent her an email on Friday asking if she could look into this and see what the cost would be. She comes back saying she doesn’t really want to do that because she may be moving next year and doesn’t want to mess with an out of state title. I’m not sure how this matters, but whatever. My peev, she THINKS she’s moving. Doesn’t have anything set in stone, has been talking for a while now and obviously nothing has happened!! She’s driving my insane. She said she’d rather get the title transferred to me so I can get my own policy. Thanks mom. I also told her if she wanted to talk more about this, she should give me a call that night; never heard from her. It’s now a good portion through Saturday and I still have yet to hear from her. She completely infuriates me. I do not understand why this is a big deal. This should not be a big deal. My brother going to school down in Chicago come January is a much bigger deal than me transferring my car insurance to her name!!!! She is more than willing to help him pay for school, which he will not be able to pay back for years to come, but she will not take me under her wing and cover me under her policy which I would then pay.
Someone please tell me they went through this with their mother and that everything in the end came out okay. At this point in time I’m two seconds away from telling my mother to go fuck herself and to never speak to her again. Why does she need to do this to me? Why? Chris gets into huge trouble, gets fired from his job, and yet she’s right there to back him up. Why? Maybe she thinks I’m the good child who no longer needs their parents help. I am so confused and frustrated right now it’s hard to think about this.
BTW, does anyone know where I can get Diaryland layouts? I hate my layout but realize people have fled Diaryland like the plague, so it’s pretty hard to come by layouts. So if anyone knows or if they can help me make one, that’d be awesome! Thanks.
I’m sure I’ll be back sometime to vent again.
Amanda