I still have three of my four grandparents living, all into their 80s. And one of them, my maternal grandmother, is the most negative person you’ve ever met. She hates everything. She doesn’t like anything. But the entire world has to stop so that she can get what she wants when she wants. It’s a huge catch 22 and it’s irritating as all hell.
And tomorrow I’m on duty.
She likes bottled water. Claims the tap water (which was rated very high and tastes just fine) makes her sick. Fine, that’s her preference. But she complains about the fact that she has no water for SIX WEEKS and then gets upset that I haven’t offered to get it for her. But the process of getting water is more than that. It means she expects to be treated to lunch, must be taken shopping, then taken to Costco where I can lift the bottles into the cart and then take them upstairs to her apartment.
I know it’s little and trivial, but it is something I’m not looking forward to doing tomorrow. Mainly because I cannot handle a day of snide talking and hateful attitudes. I have worked very hard to cut out that kind of negativity among my friends and the people I hang out with, only it’s not possible to do that with family. I wish it were sometimes, but it makes me a horrible granddaughter.
Wish me luck in the AM!