No money, best.
Too little- complain (also my middle name for now)
just enough- greedy.
Too much- OSO complain
And Debts... thats on the negative side.
My mum is upset .
The Saab has been very problematic.
As of 2005, its been to the workshop 5 friggin times, and each bill easily averages $400-$500.
Petrol - no need to mention.
She'z one of'em that will wait patiently in line on weekends when petrol discounts are at the ridiculous 20% off.
--- One thing I find hard to grapple with is ... why mum would complain abt petrol when she insists on driving short distances when one can easily reach by foot; or that she drives on the average of 13L/100km petrol consumption - saying
"I drive short distances".Fair enough if you have loads of things to carry and ferry..
Then, that the suspensions of the car is creaking real bad, when she insisted on ferrying 20% of the stuff from Seletar to Cavenagh.
Why? Coz she dont want the movers stealing these stuff... OR that its not been packed coz she wanted to sort them out.
I SAY: either you sort it out first, or you pack everything and move it over.
THATS WHAT YOU PAY $600 FOR THE MOVERS TO DO THE JOB.
So now the suspensions creak...whos fault? She always, as with every other problem, she seems to imply its mine, coz I drive the car, sometimes.
On top of the payments for the "new" place, and the house in Seletar.. Keeping the family's lifestyle.... yada yada yada.
*sigh* as much as I wanna help her some how some way with her burdens, its kinda hard when the person you wanna extend a hand to just pisses you off with insensitive remarks huh.
Fine. *shrug*
And thats how the vicious cycle goes on endlessly.
And then theres friends who each have their own problems..
With Pride, comes money problems
With Death, comes money problems
With School, comes money problems
With a panache for lottery, comes money problems
and yet again, it goes on. ANYTHING will create some problem... its a way of life huh.
*screw it, live with it. Devil may care..
Hey.. "Things always have a way of sorting itself out. Just that, sometimes, its not THE way you want it to be... but it will be sorted out"
- I tell myself that now :) ( and then blame it on Fate )
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