Cassidy is in her room crying right now. She is leaving for her au pair job in northern Italy tomorrow. At the beginning of September she has taken a similar position in England, she says for at least a year.
As she is going, and won't be here for Mother's Day, the three of us had planned to go out for dinner tonight. Last night, she was at a going away party at her best friend's house, and came home just before 3:00 AM. She told me that after our dinner tonight, she wants to go and spend time with her friend AGAIN.
As this is the last day that her dad and I could spend with her for who knows how long, I had hoped that we could all do something together today. However, even though I have been tellling her for two months to clean her room, get rid of stuff she doesn't need, so it will be easier to pack, she has ignored me, and done other things with her spare time. Now there is no family time left, except going out for dinner.
This is how her room usually looks, and typically is even worse. Often, you couldn't walk in there for all the clothes and other crap on the floor, and I don't know how she was able to get ot her bed. I keep the rest of the house very tidy, and work hard doing that, so this has been frustrating for years.
When she told me that she wants to go out after dinner, I was so pissed off, I told my husband to just cancel the dinner, or they could go. So Cassidy and I ended up having a fight, and she says she is so stressed about going, and that I don't care. I tried to convince her that she is stressed because she is not prepared. Iain asked me two hours ago about getting Cassidy's travel insurance organized. Did I mention she is leaving tomorrow? I also have pointed out to Iain many times that under no circumstances are we funding this trip, but I also know she has a Mastercard tied to ours, and that she will do what she wants. Iain will do anything to look good in her eyes, but he sure doesn't do that for me.
Cassidy is my only child, and I love her to bits, but we all know how difficult mother and daughter relationships can be sometimes. Interestingly, we got on really well last week when we were in Mexico.
I don't often share personal problems, and when I have a few times before, I have been "bashed" by some, like I have no right to complain about my life. Please don't bash, I am just feeling too unhappy right now to deal with any other emotions.