Look, the sun is coming up
6 01 2010It’s time to rant.
I’m sorry kids, I’m not going to bail you out of your bad choices every time. If you are truly in need, I won’t let you suffer, but you’re not suffering.
You don’t need what you’re asking for. I’m not dumb, so please stop treating me as such. I was your age, a long time ago, yes, but I have pictures, so even though my memory sometimes fails me, I still have these physical reminders to show you. I lived in a crappy little house, in a crappy neighborhood, with crappy roommates, drove a 20 year old car, and ate a lot of top ramen. I chose to leave my parents nice comfy suburban house (and rules) because I wanted to “be an adult”. You made the same choice - live with it. You are chronologically an adult, and you choose not to take my advice. In other words - you made your bed, now get comfortable in it. You’re already living better than 90% of the world.
Yeah, life sucks sometimes. But just because you can’t afford satellite TV (along with a new flat screen), a new camera lens, or a “mac book” - and I won’t buy it for you - doesn’t mean you’re going to “die”. Seriously. Trust me on this.
Study. Get a better job. Work. Save your cash. Buy your own stuff.
Now stop posting to your facebook at 3 AM and get some rest, so you don’t have to keep telling me how “tired” you are.
I wasn’t born yesterday. And you didn’t invent guilt. My parents didn’t fall for it either. I’m a better person for it. Someday, you’ll thank me. Just not today……
Mom??? When did you get resurrected?
Doc, you are SO MEAN! Good. I didn’t want to be the only one.
I wanna be Doc when I grow up.
Sounds to me like your kids are normal, and you are pretty darned smart.
You’re easy! I don’t see the “and you’ve got thirty days to move out” clause in there.
Trust me, it’s coming. Right now, I don’t have a favorite kid.
Oooh De Ja Vue!
Laws-a-mercy. I’m pregnant with my first. This is gonna be fun.
OH, I don’t look forward to those days!!
Reality bites, doesn’t it? I wish I had been given a dose of this reality a bit earlier than, oh, say age 30….your kids will thank you, but you are right. It will take awhile…but parents everywhere are nodding their heads in agreement so that should be worth a little something, eh?
I chose to not go to college. My parents said “Oh now, that is an adult decision you’ve made and guess what? Adults don’t live with their parents!”.
Never have looked back, love my parents, but I was ever so ready to live in the world. They made it possible by helping me look at my options. I’d worked, traveled, cooked meals, saved money, bought a car, all before I was eighteen. I lived on my own at eighteen. Just knowing I could do it again gives me strength.
Truth is, we each think we know everything at eighteen. That is the one time in our lives that we can work like crazy and save a few bucks. My advice to your kids, best put that into practice and become proficient at it, take care of yourselves before you can think about taking care of others.
Don’t count on Mom to bail you out, she gave you life and gave you the tools you need to make your own way. Prove her right and go and do it.
Anybody moved out yet? Or are they paying all of the bills at least?
Love this…my sentiments exactly. I appreciate my blessings now so much more fully because I struggled for a time. I’ve learned the world won’t end if I didn’t have the money for a cell phone or cable as well. I’ve got a library card; I’d make due.
My problem is getting my DH to understand the motivations, and the harm done by all the enabling with non-necessities. But that is another ball of wax.