Moved

My mum wanted a change of environment so we moved recently. Well, she said the old house was too big for her liking, which is totally amusing because now that we have shifted from a 4 room to a 3 room flat, we barely have enough space to lay our beds. My brother has to sleep in the living room. Hows that for big?

Since she annoys me almost all the time, i told her "since its your choice to move, don’t even bother me with anything." She agreed. And of course she didn’t keep her word, which btw i was already prepared for. But the worst thing of all, she has to sell the house before she even bought a new one. How smart is that? And you know agents, they promise anything just to get you to sell the house, but when its time to deliver their promises, they almost never do. Good thing my mum didn’t take TOO much time deciding on a new house. So now the gap between the date of selling and the date of buying is only about 1.5 week. And to solve that gap problem, she had a VERBAL agreement with the seller to let us move in earlier. The seller agreed then. Easy for him to say, its just words and my mum offered a higher price than evaluated. So now comes the problem. He backed out, said he needed a day more. Excuses excuses excuses. But we are lucky though, in a way. Due to some screw-up in the selling of our old house, the sale is postponed by a few days. So effectively, now we have more time to play with. But my mum is pissed off still. Understandable. So even tho now itssss ALRIGHT to let him move out a day later, she just doesn’t want to. So she called me down to talk to the seller’s agent. I talked to him, thought about the situation and came up with the conclusion that since nothing was actually written in black and white, this is a game where we have already lost. Because verbal agreements are not legally binding and if we just pissed the seller off, he could just decide not to move out before the official date. That would be disastrous. So i didn’t take the position my mum wanted me to take, which is to support her argument, and ended up opposing her. so blah blah blah it went on. My mum got totally pissed with me. But i can’t let her have her way because we need a home. And the way she talks is enough to make anyone make his meanest decision. Trust me on this, getting her to change her mind is harder than hitting a home run. And to make things worse, my mum being the cynical drama-ist, feels that everyone is just out to bully her because they look down on her. and she has to assert her position by winning this conflict. So this battle has evolved into a personal battle. Which makes convincing her even harder.

And so we moved in. Now another problem surfaced. One of the lights’ cover is missing. That however was already brought up before the purchase. The seller AGREED to get a replacement. Ah! Another verbal agreement, nice but useless. The expected stuff happens and the seller didn’t keep his promise. I Actually, I am not really sure if it was the seller or one of the agents who gave that promise. You know, property agents say anything just to earn your money. But anyway, that is NONE of our concern. My mum just wants a replacement. Reasonable. So an agent came by today to talk about this. Unluckily enough, i was the only one at home. So i HAD to answer the door. And this guy isn’t any of the direct agents, but the leader of the seller’s agent. I have no idea how it works but thats what he told me. So he asked about the situation, tried to pull me to his side, saying that this kinda thing happens all the time, and we shld just let it go. Bullshit. And then he asked to see the lights. This is where the problem comes in. My mum had specific instructions to not let any of the agents into the house. She is pissed at them. BUT i let him in anyway because i can’t think of a good reason not to. I was hoping that i could get him in and out of the house before my mum gets home. But ALAS, she has to come back soon after and caught him in the house. So now my mum totally hates me. She used to hate me only 80%, now its 100%. Crap … She threatens to disown me. I would love to disown her, but i know i will feel damn bad afterwards and its not really her fault that she is this way. I think i better get out of the house early tomorrow. If not, she is sure going to chant at me the entire day.