I received a package from my mother yesterday. It contained a Provincetown sweatshirt I sent her about ten years ago. The sweatshirt, along with the box it was mailed in, smelled like cigarette smoke so I threw the whole mess outside in the rear courtyard. My mother enclosed a note explaining the sweatshirt was two big.
I find this all rather strange. My mother spent ten dollars to mail the sweatshirt back to me after holding on to it for ten years. I don’t know why she didn’t donate it to charity. How odd is this?
The sweatshirt and box are now frozen under a layer of snow that started falling last night. I’m hoping the stench of cigarette smoke will be faded by the time the snow melts. I’ll launder the sweatshirt and donate it to the charity for homeless youth.
WTF? strange days indeed. yeah, a donation will be great.
Sounds like your mom is off her nut. Try not to take the things she does personally.
Do you and your Mom have issues?
Was this a passive aggressive gesture.
My mother specializes in passive aggressive behavior and manipulation.