I took another trip down to Huntington Beach on Saturday to visit Alcoholly. My new goal during these monthly bookkeeping visits is to avoid screaming while I am in her presence.
This most recent trip can best be summed up by these three phrases -
"I'm not trying to offend you, but - "
"Please don't take this the wrong way - "
"I don't mean to be rude, but - "
While the above phrases are my three least favorite, apparently they are Alcoholly's favorite things to say, followed by strange comments like -
"Erik is getting flying lessons, what are you getting... this awful car?"
"Your church teaches you to be submissive to your husband."
" You need to take better care of yourself, darling."
"You focus too much on your family."
"Are you allergic to make-up?"
I smile and pretend to accept her hurtful comments like I was hoping she would say them. Honestly, I'm starting to get really tired of having to act like I love being criticized.
Part of me feels like I am selling my soul by working for my grandmother. The other part doesn't care because I am going to use the money I earn from doing her bookkeeping to go on this really fantastic helicopter ride in New Zealand!