From now on, I will not drive Brandon to his Mom’s house if he needs to be there or if his Mom just wants him at home for her sake. I feel really unappreciated and that Brandon’s Mom is somewhat… fake. I will admit that she has done a whole lot for me. Free haircuts, letting me have dinner on weeknights… she pretty much welcomed me into her home. 

But after Wednesday night - the tables have completely turned. The one weekend I am obligated to stay at my own home for my Dad’s family is when she EXPECTED me to drive Brandon back to her house for their Thanksgiving dinner. She expected me to drive Brandon to a grocery store to buy ingredients for a dish that SHE signed him up to make. She expected me to wake up in the morning and have Brandon at her house by noon on Thanksgiving Day. And when I said to Brandon “Oh, I’m driving? I have family over for my whole vacation. If anything, I can drive myself to Auntie Teresa’s.”

She told her own son that I have a bad attitude because I didn’t want to drive his ass back to her house. 

This whole situation has been irritating me for my WHOLE vacation. I am not in the mood at all to talk to her for the next few months.