Slowly losing my mind and other exciting news...

Well, as much as I love my parents, yesterday the "togetherness" factor reached an all-time high and I was extremely close to just flipping out on my mom. Ok, so we work together and I don't actually see her all that much at the office, pretty much just now and then, but I guess part of it is the fact that she's just always there. We drive to work together in the morning, which makes sense, I know, it would be stupid to take two cars from the same place to the same place (especially with the cost of gas these days) but sometimes being in such close quarters with my mom first thing in the morning makes me a little edgy. What also makes me nuts is that she probably has been on-time twice in her life. Once for her own wedding and once for my brother's wedding. It will never, ever happen again and it's a challenge each and every morning to get her out the door on time so I'm not late. Technically it matters if she's late, but it doesn't seem to bug her the same way as it bugs me (probably becasue I've spent the last 27 years arriving places late because of my mom--as a result my brother and I have swung the other way and are neurotically early almost all the time). I thought that leaving without her might speed her up in the morning, nope. Didn't work, but at least I got to drive alone. I used to think that if she just got up 10 minutes earlier she'd be on time, but I don't think that would actually fix the problem. Somehow she manages to just waste time doing god-knows-what and makes pretty much everyone late almost all the time. Grr.

Most of the time she isn't ready to leave when I get off work, so I usually get to go home on my own (or not go home) which is oddly nice. I get time to sort of decompress from all the idiots I deal with during the day, get to sing in the car (which, though I look like a moron, I love doing), run errands...you know, all the little stuff. The problem is, I like that "me" time so much that on the rare occasions she is ready to go when 4:30 rolls around, I'm ready to jump out of my skin. That also means that I have "mom" time for the rest of the evening unless I can figure out some excuse to leave the house for a little bit. I know I'm mean but honestly, wanting my "me" time going home from work really helps me not say anything that could cause world war three. Honestly, sometimes I just sit there repeating "don't say anything, don't say a bloody word" to myself so I don't go and blurt out something totally obnoxious/try to cause a fight/bring up a topic I think my mom is wrong on but I'll never win an argument about etc. It's exhausting...

In other news, my first guitar lesson is today after work (talk about "me" time!) and though I'm nervous, I'm also very excited. I just hope my teacher is cool and doesn't think I'm a total idiot. The only other random news is that, last week after becoming disgusted with teaching red-tape, on a whim I sent in my resume for an assistant editor position with a music website. Well, much to my surprise, they called me to schedule an interview! They probably won't be interested when they find out I'm going back to school, but can't hurt to try right?? V. exciting! Heh, maybe I'm not meant to be a teacher, maybe I should have been in journalism all along...who knows.

And the song quote for the day:
I used to long for time alone
I used to long for a place of my own
now I'm losing faith in everything
I'm lost, so lost, I'm lost at sea, you'll see

Oh mercy me
God bless catastrophe
There's no way in hell
We'll ever live through this so
Drive yourself insane tonight
It's not that far away and I just
filled up your tank earlier today.
-Alkaline Trio

Now, if I can just manage not to go postal at work today, things will be good...
Ciao,
Sasha