The Long Day That Is Not Over Yet

i broke my mother's heart today.

it wasn't the easiest thing for me to do and yet, i wasn't even trying.

i had a talk with her about the way she interacts with the kids, and how she needs to begin doing things my way, or she can not see them. it was a long and difficult talk.

once she tried to sucker me into a debate - i guess it was her way of calling me into the boxing ring to duke it out... the thing about "talking things out" is that when i am truly truly done with something or someone, i will not let myself be engaged in anymore conversation other than the initial subject. when she realized this, she backed down. and i actually felt bad for her. but it had to be done. there is too much drama in my life as it is, and i am trying very hard to keep my children out of it as much as i possibly can. as if problems with voldemort and my sister aren't enough, i don't need my mother whispering more crap into their ears. true or not, it is still adult matters, and as far as i am concerned, crap that my kids shouldn't be exposed to. they got enough goin on as is...

and in other news, i went to an interview this morning. my first so far. i honestly don't know if they liked me or not. i'm just glad i didn't ralph on anyone. that includes myself.

quite possibly the most intense hour of my day so far. the hour with my mother was probably the most tiring and depressing...

so far...