Now, she seems determined to misinterpret my every word, and rub in the huge guilt I already feel about her being stuck with nursing my mother to the gruesome end, while I was unable to help. I'm sure she needs to blow off steam, after all .she's been through, not to mention the fact that's she's gotta sort out the 'estate' such as it is,(she doesn't want my help, now-) and may be getting divorced soon, but why meeeee? God, she's got a smiting tongue on her.
I don't want to go into details; it's too depressing. My family is like LONG DAY'S JOURNEY INTO NIGHT meets the House of Atreus. Bugger.
Yesterday was one of the weirdest I've ever experienced,weather-wise. So strange, the wild autumnal winds and sudden springlike showers...Spooky. The scaffolding outside somehow adds to the uncanny atmosphere.