Under The Cue

Under The Cue


Under the Cue is a blog about family, genealogy, emotions, or anything else that suits my fancy.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Am I Smart?

May 30, 2006 is the date this was entered.

Last week, Thursday, my mom had a dental appointment and I offered to go with her in case she needed help driving. When we got on N.W. Expway going East from Rockwell she told me to get in the left lane. I asked whey and she realized she was turned around. The dentist office is inside a large office building and I stayed out in the hallway. It's really nice in the hallway because they have lots of plants and several small fountains with fish. I sat down and wrote checks to pay my bills. After her appointment we walked around the walk-way inside the building because it is so beautiful there and then we went to Wal-Mart.

In the Wal-Mart parking lot she didn't want me to park her car by the shopping basket return. I wasn't going to park there in the first place. I had only driven by while finding a place to park. I found a place three spaces from the basket return and asked if three spaces was too close and she called me a "smart ass." Then she said that I had only wanted to come because I wanted to shop at Wal-Mart. I thought for a few minutes while we walked into Wal-Mart. I decided to respond because I had only wanted to help her. I told her that when I called her I had no idea she was going to Wal-Mart. She told me she was going to the dentist and I only wanted to help her. She apologized. I accepted and forgot about it. We were going to get her makeup and stopped at the clothes and we stayed there. I tried on all kinds of clothes. She sat in the dressing room with me.

She told me she was going to get her makeup after we got through in the clothes section. As soon as she got her makeup she wanted to leave. She wouldn't say what was wrong. I hadn't finished shopping and felt irritated. I kept asking her if she could sit at MacDonalds and eat something. She was holding her stomach so I thought she was hungry. She kept saying she needed to go home.

Was I smart to call her and offer to help? She seems to think I'm a smart ass. I guess I should have told her, "Thank you, I am smart enough not to park your car next to the shopping basket return." I know she feels bad a lot of times but she won't tell me what is wrong so it is very difficult to know what what to do. I knew she wanted to go home and she was holding her stomach. It is very frustrating to go with someone someplace and then suddenly they want to leave with no explanation. She has done that other times and as soon as she is finished shopping she wants to go. It doesn't matter if I'm shopping or not. I imagine she is sick and doesn't want to tell me. I think it is because she doesn't want to worry me or to have me try to fix her. I thought it was because she just wanted to control the situation. Who knows?

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