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[graculus]

It has to be said that I come by my stubborn streak honestly, because I clearly get it from my mother. I get home tonight and pick the phone up to call her, only to discover there's a message on there from last Thursday: "I'm just calling because I've had a bit of an accident and I've been in hospital."

So, it seems that she's tripped in the street and broken her wrist, which had to be pinned back together. And yet she's much more interested in suggesting to me that I consider dropping the price of my house by £5,000 (since it's just not selling) and she'll make it up to me. And can I think about it and tell her what I think at the weekend, because my automatic "thanks, but no" apparently wasn't the answer she was looking for.

I thought we'd got past the "are you alright for money?" stage a while back, when I pointed out to her just how much I'm earning. But apparently not... Gah.

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[stop_thinking]

My mother doesn't offer me money *pout* *g* but she does share the trait of failing to register the answers she's not looking for, so I know how you feel.*g*

How frustrating too, to have to be annoyed by being offered money. But there are always strings... aren't there.

[graculus.livejournal.com]

Personally, if she's got £5,000 floating around, I'd rather she spent it on enjoying herself, rather than offering it to me. I know much of it has to do with the fact I'm her youngest, by 10 years at that, but considering the fact I've been working for nearly 15 years now, you'd think it might have sunk in that this isn't a deal I'm looking for...

I know her motives are good, but I just don't want to do what she wants me to. Simple as that.

[stop_thinking]

Oh, exactly. I know what you meant. Didn't mean to imply you should be taking the money *g* I guess mothers can't let go, not fully anyway, and especially if you're the last one she had to worry about.

My mother never let go, at all. I'm not entirely sure that her white knuckle grip on my life will be broken by death. *g*