Since the diary entries stopped about three weeks ago, I wanted to give a rundown on the progress I have made since then.
Dumpsters filled: 2 1/3
Approximate weight of items trashed: 6.5 tons
Approximate size of total items trashed: 45 cubic yards
Items of note:
4 TVs
2 VCRs
2 DVD players
1 laptop
2 desktop computers
Thousands of books (not including the books she has sorted through)
Grandma & Grandpa's personal correspondence
All of my childhood artwork, from adolescence to college
At least 35 pounds of dog/cat feces
$2500 faux-leather sectional
At least 100 pounds of food
Thousands of dollars worth of clothing and shoes
At least 200 pounds of newspapers and magazines
Mom has healed enough since the surgery to remove her MRSA-infected abscess to come to the house and help clean and clear out items. This is good and bad. Good because more work can be done in less time. Bad because it's a new way to get frustrated at her lack of insight into this problem, and because I can not get mad at her house anymore unless I can keep it to myself. This is hard on certain days, such as yesterday when I had to throw out 20 years of my artwork and found my birth certificate encrusted on the carpet with dog feces and urine.
She is still living at my house. This is a bad situation that causes stress on everyone - myself, my husband, and my mother. My husband has been a saint throughout this for not throwing her out on any of the many incidents that she has insulted me or him (directly or indirectly). I worry that the tension is reaching a breaking point. I already know that my husband will never have a good relationship with my mother. I don't know if I ever will, either.
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