my mom

[Drunk Monk]

I can't really tell where my mom is at tonight. She seems generally unsympathetic of my situation, which irks me. She asked me if she could microwave her leftovers in a takeout aluminum tray. When I vehemently said 'no!' she said she couldn't remember. She also swore she saw a relative of ours, Akira, in an image that flashed across the screen during PBS's American Asian documentary. I don't know whether to believe her or not. A lot of random vintage photos are used in this doc but that seems so unlikely. We watched the first episode together. It was interesting, although nothing really that new to me. Randall Park discussing his reaction to Bruce Lee was amusing. It covered Hawaii's statehood, and I asked her what she remembered about that, but the TV volume was at max and she couldn't hear me, so I let it go. Her mental state is a constant worry - I fear for when she makes some mistake like putting an aluminum tray in the microwave. It's frustrating, and I'm quick to anger right now, so I apologized a lot tonight. She seemed unphased either way. I'm not in a proper state tonight to judge.

TC gave me the luxury of telecommuting, which has been critical with my mom's homecare. I hope my next job allows me leeway here too.