My mom invited Barb over to tell her she wanted what is currently Ryan’s room, which is basically two connected bedrooms on the north side of the house. Currently, her room is the master bedroom, which is a large bedroom on the north side of the house complete with its own bathroom. My mom wants Ryan’s space because it doesn’t heat up during the day like the north-side bedrooms. Also, it would provide her enough personal space so she could feel like she has a little apartment of her own. The thing is that Barbie is really set on having that space for her and Rick for some reason. The problem is, Barb also told my mom Rick wants to watch the Yankee games in the living room. Bottom line, if my mom had to stay where she is, she would have no space of her own during the day when Barb is at work.

Anyway, my mom knocked on my door to tell me that Barb’s reaction was, “I’ll have to think about it.” Then my mom says to me, “So Kevin, would you be interested in renting an apartment with me?” I thought she was joking and I said, “I’m not looking to live with anybody.” At that, she burst out into tears and she started bawling that of course I don’t want to live with her because nobody wants to live with her. I mean, she was serious. Her Plan B was to live with me. Jesus.

What’s fucked us is that Barbie is totally breaking the deal. My parents were too retarded to get it in writing but the general understanding was that my dad would pay into the mortgage (which he did for 25 years) and in return they would get the house until they died and all that value would go to Barb and Barb alone. (Although, in truth, my dad actually stipulated that that value would go to the 3 youngest boys.) So Barbie is totally fucking my mom over showing up now saying, “this is my house and you’ll take what I give you.” The worst part is that my mom is so fucking wishy washy that she doesn’t argue.

Ugh! Now I feel guilty because I don’t want to live with her.