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Mom's on a rampage!

My mom worries a lot! She's a HUGE worry wart! I use to be just like that! But i use to stress myself out so bad. Now I've trained myself to just let things go! Well, not it's come to bite me in the butt because now, I might be a little too carefree.

Lola, my 90lb lab, has a piece of rubber tubing that she chewed off from somewhere and loves to play with all the time! Well she gets into these really big fits where she just swings the thing around and likes to let it go and then chase after it! She's not suppose to have it in the house. Well of course she snuck it into the house and was playing with it....oops, there is goes, off into the air and hits my moms Christmas figurines of baby Jesus and the three wise men. Shattered, broken, heads missing, limbs broken...crap, we're dead. So, I feel really bad. I have a talk with Lola and everything. "mom is not going to be happy about this, we're in trouble now" My dad does what he can to salvage baby Jesus and his entourage. No survivor's. So a day or so passes. I haven't really seen or talk to my mother in person. Tonight when I get home from a long hard day of labor in the field, my mom and I finally meet face to face. She's already mad at the world so anything else that gets in her fiery is bound to take a little added heat. She says something along the lines of, "Look what your dog did to Jesus and you didn't even say sorry or even act like you care"....silence....I then decide to respond with, "uh sorry."......niiiice.....we're going to get really far in this conversation. So i then proceed with..." we'll you weren't home for me to say sorry when it happened..." (oh that's a real mature way to think)....blah blah blah, so to get the gist of this story, my mom thinks I don't care about anything. When really i do. Whenever my mom and I argue about anything, its not just about the one thing that sparked the argument. It eventually goes off into some tangent. One thing leads to another.

"You don't care about my figurines" (-mom)
"I didn't know you wanted me to say I'm sorry!" (-obviously me)
"I can't believe I just had to tell my 24 yr old daughter to say sorry!" (-mom)
"I don't always have to say I'm sorry! You should know I already feel bad and not make me feel even worse" (-me. where am i going with this?)
"You never say you're sorry for anything! You don't do anything around this house!" (-mom)
"Yes I do!" (-me. uh huh?! what I'm getting lost already!)
"The minute you're dog breaks my window she's going to the pound!" (-mom)
"Fine! be a dog slayer! (-me. LOL WHAT?!)
"You don't even know how to balance you're check book and you don't even care when you overdraft you're account! GIVE ME YOU'RE DEBIT CARD!" (-mom.)
"well then why don't you just send me to the pound too!" (-Me. I suck with money!)
....see where I'm going with this.....

So, now my puppy and I are hiding out in the office trying to avoid my mother and not make her anymore mad at me/us then she already is.
I just have this way of thinking that gets me into trouble all the time! And I don't know how to change it now. I even let my carefree-ness affect the way I react and behave in relationships with the opposite s..e..x.
If ppl could hear what goes on in my head, my thinking pattern...it might just all makes sense to my craziness.

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